As Tommy speaks, each time his gaze ventures back to her eyes, she's always there.
It's easy for him to get legitimately angry when he talks about his father, and it probably shows in his eyes and the set of his mouth, but all he allows himself to be right now is severely irritated. She doesn't need to hear a full-blown rant.
Taking a few bolstering swallows of coffee, he sets the cup down, shaking his head at her apologies. He picks up his fork and jabs at the last of his eggs.
"Nah, that don't make you naive," he assures her. "That just makes you lucky. I can only hope my own kids never feel some of the things I do about my dad, but it might be too late for that." He wipes his lips with a napkin. "In any case, I didn't mean to dump this on ya, especially during breakfast, but-- heh, well, I have issues, as people from my time tend to say."
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It's easy for him to get legitimately angry when he talks about his father, and it probably shows in his eyes and the set of his mouth, but all he allows himself to be right now is severely irritated. She doesn't need to hear a full-blown rant.
Taking a few bolstering swallows of coffee, he sets the cup down, shaking his head at her apologies. He picks up his fork and jabs at the last of his eggs.
"Nah, that don't make you naive," he assures her. "That just makes you lucky. I can only hope my own kids never feel some of the things I do about my dad, but it might be too late for that." He wipes his lips with a napkin. "In any case, I didn't mean to dump this on ya, especially during breakfast, but-- heh, well, I have issues, as people from my time tend to say."