❝Be somebody who makes everybody feel like a somebody.❞
[X AMBASSADORS ¤ RENEGADES]
DIALOGUE
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Zero nodded, "Yeah. I'd help in whatever Miss Loretta would like. Just say the word." He watched with a little tilt of his head, she must have felt his excitement it shined in her eyes. So adorable. She started on another drawing, asked about scrapbooking.
"It's a book of sorts, you put pictures, writing, tape things in it, whatever you want to collect or keep."
As to what he'd add, aside from literature and pictures of Isabel there wasn't much on his end. Loretta would probably fill it out entirely regardless, this is her book, she could put what she wanted. "If Miss Loretta would like me to add a thing or two, then it's done." Perhaps at the end, one page.
Zero glanced at the door before Grell approached, before he even knocked. He straightened a little, sent him an acknowledging nod. To his question Zero shrugged, too tired to care. He did however stare at the door after Grell closed it.
So Loretta is coming along then? Doc wasn't full of crap. He wouldn't send her away. Smart scientist. Otherwise Zero would have torn his office apart and hell he'd enjoy every second of it.
Jeez, a Villa of all places? They should have relocated to somewhere a little more secure. Couldn't help his paranoia not after their fun little visit from their trigger-happy friends. He gripped around his torso at the memory too fresh in his head, of the panic, rage, that terrible frost coated blindness that for a second, threatened to shatter him.
There was movement, the blanket dropped near him and he reached, caught the soft fabric before it hit at her feet but she was off, rushing around for something.
Then a book, no, diary? Hidden from inside the window seat cover.
"That must have belonged to the kid that lived here before. You could look at it, I doubt anyone would mind." Would Doc mind? Did Doc have a family or something before Zero had stepped foot inside the manor? What happened to them? Not that they ever sat down to talk history, nor would they. Impossible. But still, that would explain why the scientist was open to adopt. Maybe he wanted a family again. He gets it.
But Zero had yet to see Doc as anything but family. That has to be earned, no signed documentation of him being the Atarashi Foster kid was gonna change that. He wasn't sure if it would anytime soon.
Look at them, just like the family he once had, packing their bags, moving all over again. When was that going to end?
He knew when, he knew for certain and there was no other way around it. They had to fix this, no, he had to fix this. Or they would be the rats forever running into other mouse holes, desperately clinging to dreams that held no substance. Always losing control, resorting to more violence because only blood shed would end it. If anything Zero wanted no more of that, if he could help it. There hasn't been any major wars of note that he could recall in the last few decades since the being take-over. Would they have to go through one again? Would humans even have it in them to fight or were their spirits crushed?
"I'll get to packing."
When Zero looked at her he saw hope. No there is spirit, it's shining right there in front of him.