"And you do, CJ," comes the natural, quick response from Eileen, her lips lifting very faintly in a smile. He's a better boyfriend than any girl could possibly deserve--and still tended to insist he wasn't as good as she deserved. Her foot finds his under the table, nudges just slightly because she can't reach for his hand. "And would even making absolutely no money at all."
Which, really, is the sort of thing a mother has to admit is nice to hear. These two would clearly never be starving for love, but that didn't mean that the impulse, the depth of affection, wasn't important.
Argine hums faintly as she takes another sip of soup, more approving than anything else, particularly as he continues. Most young people didn't quite reach Eileen in academic matters--but then, she was a fairly exceptional polymath with the benefit of having had excellent private tutors. "And you'll be going to university, I expect, in not too long?"
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Date: 2012-10-28 06:53 am (UTC)Which, really, is the sort of thing a mother has to admit is nice to hear. These two would clearly never be starving for love, but that didn't mean that the impulse, the depth of affection, wasn't important.
Argine hums faintly as she takes another sip of soup, more approving than anything else, particularly as he continues. Most young people didn't quite reach Eileen in academic matters--but then, she was a fairly exceptional polymath with the benefit of having had excellent private tutors. "And you'll be going to university, I expect, in not too long?"