[ She listens to their little standoff with amusement, making her way over to a window while she waits, as always feeling that unsettling disconnect when she does.
The mansion is the same, but the views from its window most certainly are not.
When she hears that Laura has claimed her prize for washing her hands, she speaks up again. ]
[ He'll just pick his plate up so she can't reach, listening to Laura's end of the conversation. That tricky child!
Once it seems like they've struck an accord, he holds a hand out for the phone. TAB. Whatever, but he neglects to realize he's brought his sandwich within range, too. ]
[Laura doesn't really have any interest in talking over the TAB anymore, so she willingly hands it over. His putting the sandwich within grabbing range means she makes a scramble to grab it right out of his hands so she can eat it instead. Look at her, dad. She's so thin and small. She needs it more.]
You will bring me somewhere too.
[She gloats, smiling as she takes a big bite out of that sandwich (assuming she actually manages to grab it, that is).]
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[ She listens to their little standoff with amusement, making her way over to a window while she waits, as always feeling that unsettling disconnect when she does.
The mansion is the same, but the views from its window most certainly are not.
When she hears that Laura has claimed her prize for washing her hands, she speaks up again. ]
Hello Laura.
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[She softly responds, glancing up at her dad.]
How long will you take him away?
[She may be carefully holding dad's TAB, but that doesn't mean she can't make a sneaky grab for the sandwich again.]
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Just for the evening.
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[She has to actually act like she's deliberating whether or not she'll allow it, obviously.]
When you come back, will you take me somewhere too?
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If you'd like.
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Then I will let you take him.
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[ Such tough negotiations. ]
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[ He'll just pick his plate up so she can't reach, listening to Laura's end of the conversation. That tricky child!
Once it seems like they've struck an accord, he holds a hand out for the phone. TAB. Whatever, but he neglects to realize he's brought his sandwich within range, too. ]
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You will bring me somewhere too.
[She gloats, smiling as she takes a big bite out of that sandwich (assuming she actually manages to grab it, that is).]
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[ That's the last thing Ororo will hear, because Logan accidentally ends the feed in the sudden mad scramble to get his lunch back. ]