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[death_glare]

[ Every so often, things went smoothly at the London Dispatch and the group was able to take some time to relax and hit the local pub together. It was usually Ronald or Eric's idea. Alan would quietly agree they could use the calming atmosphere after such a long work week. William always had to be convinced to join in the excursion. And Grell always showed up late, having to go home to 'freshen up'

Tonight happens to be one of those nights. No scheduled reapings and paperwork up to date. Time to unwind~ ]

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[death_glare]

[ The comment about him being the 'father figure' returns that crease to his brow. He's not sure he wants to be thought of that way, even if it is meant as good thing. ]

I don't believe there is anything that will keep me from missing my daughter. And unfortunately, that dictates my mood more than anything else.

[amongthethorns]

Well you're always going to miss her. That isn't something that will ever stop I'm afraid. It just is - that's the nature of loss and love they don't ever really leave your heart. We just find better ways to cope with the emptiness.

[He frowns a bit before reaching again for William this time his wrist.]

Nothing is going to bring you both back on the same plane and that's heartbreaking fact. However, it wasn't your fault. I know you. Whatever happened wasn't your doing you're a good man and whatever happened was very much beyond your control. I believe this even without you telling me because that is simply how you are.

[He draws in a breath pausing for a moment. They're already in tricky territory but he'strying his best to tread carefully.]

Speaking as a father's child, I can tell you that though we're partedI wish no ill on my father. I'm certain your daughter is the same. She wouldn't want you to suffer or blame yourself. I'm certain that she knows you love and care for her deeply even now.

[death_glare]

I suppose I always felt it was selfish or neglectful of me to move on. It is rather hard to change one's mindset.

[ A pause and he looks down to where Alan had attempted to make a comforting contact between them. Slowly he places his opposite hand over Alan's - a simple gesture that spoke just how grateful he was for the man to listen and not judge or ridicule him. ]

Hearing it from someone else helps.