[ pop-tarts do crazy, wonderful things. they forge new friendships and relationships as well as mend them. apparently they even possess the power to de-escalate a situation that risked the possibility of a young man dying tonight, let alone the death of a lovely piece of furniture at that. maybe Bigby is just hungry after being stuck in the Retrospec building immediately after the discovery of chocobos. maybe he's willing to be more forgiving the more he learns about Yato. either way, it goes to show that being upfront and speaking to Mr. Wolf honestly does nothing to worsen his mood. ]
Mm. [ his question makes him chew on his thoughts as he chews into the almighty orange soda filling that makes everything right in the world. Bigby's eyes fall briefly on his daughter, unnaturally solemn and his wife who was still just trying to get a grasp of everything that has happened. the food is swallowed down before he continues. ] I was a foster child. Would have rather lived on the streets than under the roof of someone who didn't give a shit about me, let alone play pretend parents. That's how I thought of 'em at the time, anyway. Did that whole routine until I was old enough to move here, and then Jade and Elizabeth happened. Got a job, went to school. The whole nine.
[ his throat suddenly feels dry as he talks more than he would normally be comfortable with. he clears his throat and finishes. ]
If you expect me to give you a... "get rich" scheme or advice on how to personally see your way out of the situation you're in, I don't have what you want. What I can tell you is that it doesn't have to be permanent if you don't want it to be. You clearly know how to get the fuck around if you found my susceptible daughter and her even more susceptible kindness. Use those charms of yours to get yourself a job you can keep.
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Mm. [ his question makes him chew on his thoughts as he chews into the almighty orange soda filling that makes everything right in the world. Bigby's eyes fall briefly on his daughter, unnaturally solemn and his wife who was still just trying to get a grasp of everything that has happened. the food is swallowed down before he continues. ] I was a foster child. Would have rather lived on the streets than under the roof of someone who didn't give a shit about me, let alone play pretend parents. That's how I thought of 'em at the time, anyway. Did that whole routine until I was old enough to move here, and then Jade and Elizabeth happened. Got a job, went to school. The whole nine.
[ his throat suddenly feels dry as he talks more than he would normally be comfortable with. he clears his throat and finishes. ]
If you expect me to give you a... "get rich" scheme or advice on how to personally see your way out of the situation you're in, I don't have what you want. What I can tell you is that it doesn't have to be permanent if you don't want it to be. You clearly know how to get the fuck around if you found my susceptible daughter and her even more susceptible kindness. Use those charms of yours to get yourself a job you can keep.