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[jacksonian]

[ His mouth turns up in a miserable, bitter, ironic smile. He pulls his hand back, avoiding her touch this time. ]

Just a clone.

[keep_nothing]

Which still makes you a person. And my son.

[jacksonian]

[ He draws in a sharp breath, like he's been struck. Being called that so directly - it shakes him a bit. He looks down, closing his eyes.

What will I be once I betray you, Countess? ]

I just - don't want him to know.

[keep_nothing]

... All right. That's your choice.

[ But her hand is still outstretched on the table between them. ]

[jacksonian]

[ He looks up at her, and then slowly, tentatively, skittishly, he reaches out and touches her hand. Lightly, on the palm. And his eyes - an identical gray to hers - look up and meet hers. ]

Um...Yeah. Thanks.

[keep_nothing]

[ Her fingers fold over his hand, still warm, still welcoming. ]

Could I get to know you, Peter? Would you allow me to?

[jacksonian]

[ Shyly: ]

There's not much to know, lady.

[keep_nothing]

I'd still like to.