"That sounds like a terrible disease, I wouldn't want to you to catch it," Amber returned, cozying up to him. Up against him, she pulled her sleeves to cover what they would of her hands and with that slight protection, picked up her milkshake. Sipping made her teeth chatter and body shiver, but it was sweet and faintly reminiscent of strawberries. Exactly what she'd wanted. She tipped the thin paper cup at Eric, offering him the chance to raise his (remote) risk of hypothermia.
"I did," she informed him. "I was a benevolent ruler, though my brothers didn't see the wisdom of my ways. Geoffrey tried to steal my tiara, but he stopped after I punched him." It'd been, come to think of it, like any other day; she tried bossing them around, they resisted, and eventually they moved on to other games. "I was a doctor, too!" Complete with a first-aid she'd stolen from the bathroom. Actually, it'd came in handy when they went trick-or-treating and Brian fell on his knee, skidding it. She'd patched him up okay. "And Super Girl."
Amber's stopped in her trail of memories, noticing that Eric had fallen quiet. His gaze was distant, perhaps back to his childhood, in a darker spot than she'd meant to take him. She doubted he'd retracted because something tragic had happened to the Black Lightning comic, so-- some incident? Another painful family memory? Maybe he'd remembered his brother, the one he'd fallen out of touch with.
Amber put her milkshake down-- it was too cold to drink anymore, anyway-- and rested her hand against his chest. "Hey," she said gently. "Where'd you go?" For all that they'd fallen into synch so smoothly, as if they'd been together their whole lives, they still knew so little about one another. Would she ever find out what had happened between him and his brother?
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"I did," she informed him. "I was a benevolent ruler, though my brothers didn't see the wisdom of my ways. Geoffrey tried to steal my tiara, but he stopped after I punched him." It'd been, come to think of it, like any other day; she tried bossing them around, they resisted, and eventually they moved on to other games. "I was a doctor, too!" Complete with a first-aid she'd stolen from the bathroom. Actually, it'd came in handy when they went trick-or-treating and Brian fell on his knee, skidding it. She'd patched him up okay. "And Super Girl."
Amber's stopped in her trail of memories, noticing that Eric had fallen quiet. His gaze was distant, perhaps back to his childhood, in a darker spot than she'd meant to take him. She doubted he'd retracted because something tragic had happened to the Black Lightning comic, so-- some incident? Another painful family memory? Maybe he'd remembered his brother, the one he'd fallen out of touch with.
Amber put her milkshake down-- it was too cold to drink anymore, anyway-- and rested her hand against his chest. "Hey," she said gently. "Where'd you go?" For all that they'd fallen into synch so smoothly, as if they'd been together their whole lives, they still knew so little about one another. Would she ever find out what had happened between him and his brother?