Her words... Undertaker found them to be truly surprising. Indeed, she was a difficult one to predict, but.. It seemed that he had misjudged her.
Grell had certainly been passionate in the time that he'd known her, but also very... detached. As the damaged tend to be. After all he'd taught her, he'd assumed that she'd be content enough in moving on with her skill, that he wouldn't be missed-- no. Perhaps he told himself that, to justify the selfishness behind cutting their ties.
If only she'd known that more than fifty years had passed between her graduation and the birth of Claudia. She wouldn't dismiss it so easily then, he'd assume. His chest rose and fell with a silent sigh.
"I see."
Shifting to turn to the other and prop himself upon his elbow, he carefully brushed away the hair from her face, wordlessly holding her cheek for but a moment as he considered telling her.... but, no. Instead, he would lean up to press his lips against her forehead.
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Grell had certainly been passionate in the time that he'd known her, but also very... detached. As the damaged tend to be. After all he'd taught her, he'd assumed that she'd be content enough in moving on with her skill, that he wouldn't be missed-- no. Perhaps he told himself that, to justify the selfishness behind cutting their ties.
If only she'd known that more than fifty years had passed between her graduation and the birth of Claudia. She wouldn't dismiss it so easily then, he'd assume. His chest rose and fell with a silent sigh.
"I see."
Shifting to turn to the other and prop himself upon his elbow, he carefully brushed away the hair from her face, wordlessly holding her cheek for but a moment as he considered telling her.... but, no. Instead, he would lean up to press his lips against her forehead.