Clint decided not to comment on that cat thing any longer. Or he would have that thing inside the house sooner than he could say fleas and dirt.
"Just fragments."
He ran his fingertip over her lips again, softly, thankfully that she didn't insist on digging deeper into this than he was ready to reveal. Not that he even could have. That blurry cloud over this specific memory was still there and he still was in no mood to shoo it away.
"As I said, that mission in this country back then wasn't always easy. I can't really remember much, but you know the drill. Always gets dirty when civilians are involved. Must have been some kids among them. Really couldn't tell you what was going on, but I don't like how it made me feel."
There were only emotions he could really recall from that dream, and none of them were good. Mostly it was the unrestrained, hot burning aggression he remembered that still made him shiver.
"Just confirms my reservation, to be honest. I don't think I could be a good father, even if I wanted to try. You know... Some things are heritable."
This time the shiver was too strong to hide when realer, clearer memories about 35 years older threatened to leave their graves.
"Just thinking that I could end up like my old man makes me want to cut all wires down there immediately."
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"Just fragments."
He ran his fingertip over her lips again, softly, thankfully that she didn't insist on digging deeper into this than he was ready to reveal. Not that he even could have. That blurry cloud over this specific memory was still there and he still was in no mood to shoo it away.
"As I said, that mission in this country back then wasn't always easy. I can't really remember much, but you know the drill. Always gets dirty when civilians are involved. Must have been some kids among them. Really couldn't tell you what was going on, but I don't like how it made me feel."
There were only emotions he could really recall from that dream, and none of them were good. Mostly it was the unrestrained, hot burning aggression he remembered that still made him shiver.
"Just confirms my reservation, to be honest. I don't think I could be a good father, even if I wanted to try. You know... Some things are heritable."
This time the shiver was too strong to hide when realer, clearer memories about 35 years older threatened to leave their graves.
"Just thinking that I could end up like my old man makes me want to cut all wires down there immediately."