Her suggestion took him by surprise, and it showed for a moment, before it was gone, back behind his usual expression that hid so much of what he didn't choose to reveal. It had gotten better through the years, this hiding, and though he dropped it more with her than anyone else in years, there were things he still felt he had to keep close. Any part of him that was still...shaken...was part of that, and he was careful to be there, solid and strong and unshakable for her.
"If you'd like to go, we can do that," he said with equanimity. "The compound is mine, technically, where I spent my summers with Irina. It's not in use anymore, but we could stay in town somewhere nice." It was another place people knew him, though they all assumed he was the Russian lady's son, and no one had asked too many questions. Still, he'd been there every summer for eight of them, and spent enough time in town to make acquaintances, if not real friends. Real friends were something he still wasn't sure he could claim ever having.
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Date: 2008-07-07 05:48 pm (UTC)"If you'd like to go, we can do that," he said with equanimity. "The compound is mine, technically, where I spent my summers with Irina. It's not in use anymore, but we could stay in town somewhere nice." It was another place people knew him, though they all assumed he was the Russian lady's son, and no one had asked too many questions. Still, he'd been there every summer for eight of them, and spent enough time in town to make acquaintances, if not real friends. Real friends were something he still wasn't sure he could claim ever having.