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May. 19th, 2009 01:41 am"AndrAia, I don't want you going into Games"... No. That's not right. Too bossy.
Pacing the room was one Matrix, waiting for his wife to return home from work. Trying to figure out how best to say what he wanted to say, and in a way that didn't sound like he was giving AndrAIa orders.
Never had he told her what to do, and he had no plans to start now.
But...
The baby.
Enzo had said she'd entered a Game with him during his shift. And likely, neither of them thought too much about how it would affect the baby she was carrying while they were playing it.
The baby he was worrying about now.
"AndrAIa, I'm worried that the baby will be hurt. Please stay out of the Games." No. That's not right either.
This was not going to be an easy conversation he was about to initiate.
That at least he was certain of.
He continued his pacing, glancing at the door as a means to distract himself from his efforts to construct a sentence.
Where are you? Are you working overtime now?
Pacing the room was one Matrix, waiting for his wife to return home from work. Trying to figure out how best to say what he wanted to say, and in a way that didn't sound like he was giving AndrAIa orders.
Never had he told her what to do, and he had no plans to start now.
But...
The baby.
Enzo had said she'd entered a Game with him during his shift. And likely, neither of them thought too much about how it would affect the baby she was carrying while they were playing it.
The baby he was worrying about now.
"AndrAIa, I'm worried that the baby will be hurt. Please stay out of the Games." No. That's not right either.
This was not going to be an easy conversation he was about to initiate.
That at least he was certain of.
He continued his pacing, glancing at the door as a means to distract himself from his efforts to construct a sentence.
Where are you? Are you working overtime now?
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