He lets out a breath he hadn't even realized he'd been holding in and nods. Relieved. There are times when he thinks he wants it. The bite. To be like them, to belong. To truly be part of the pack and be better. If it had gotten rid of Scott's asthma and Erica's seizures then surely it would get rid of his ADHD and his mind would be sharper, clearer. He would be better.
But then he thinks of his dad who doesn't know any of this yet and he retracts those thoughts, thinks being human is just fine. Because that's how he was born, that's how he was raised. But there are still times when he waffles back and forth between whether he wants it or not. He doubts he'll ever have a real answer. Not for awhile yet.
"Okay. But if I ever did... want it. You'd give it to me? I wouldn't want it unless it was from you."
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on 2012-08-01 06:25 pm (UTC)But then he thinks of his dad who doesn't know any of this yet and he retracts those thoughts, thinks being human is just fine. Because that's how he was born, that's how he was raised. But there are still times when he waffles back and forth between whether he wants it or not. He doubts he'll ever have a real answer. Not for awhile yet.
"Okay. But if I ever did... want it. You'd give it to me? I wouldn't want it unless it was from you."