He watches as the younger man walks back, then follows in step behind him, God to guide him to where he needed to go, Micheal fully believed in that. "Thomas," he greeted him as in three long strives he was next to him.
Thomas stops and does a mental yelp and grins at Micheal trying to appear relaxed and at ease around Molly's father. "Hello sir," he says, "I didn't see you there."
He nodded his head "People tend not to notice me," it was a blessing, made it easier to help people or just show up when needed "Where are you headed?"
Harry comes up behind Michael, his staff lightly tapping the concrete as he walked. He pauses by his friend and smiles. "Sorry if I kept you waiting long and thanks for coming short notice. Hows Charity and the kids?"
"I have all the time in the world," he offered a nod of hello to Harry, but then a smile graced his lips. "She is well and the children are too." Pausing her looked over Harry, "you?"
"Well. Better then I have been in a while." He looks over to Michael. "I felt that I needed to talk to you. About a couple things. You are one my best friends Michael." As such he liked to have the man's acceptance.
"A couple things..." Harry admits. "I think Lash is coming back. I've been hearing her voice sometimes." He shakes his his head, a world of worry on his face. "I worry because...I've started to date someone. Some one who's had a bad run in with the Denarii before." He takes a breath. "And the other thing. I've started to go out with Marcone."
He nodded his head, processing in all that Harry just told him. “I see…” he wasn’t sure what to say to both topics, he knew his views about Harry hasn’t changed, he’ll just pray a little extra for him then the amounts that he did already. “Since we are sharing information, Harkness, Thomas mention something about one of the sword bearers is at the BPRD.”
He watches as the younger man walks back, then follows in step behind him, God to guide him to where he needed to go, Micheal fully believed in that. "Thomas," he greeted him as in three long strives he was next to him.
Thomas stops and does a mental yelp and grins at Micheal trying to appear relaxed and at ease around Molly's father. "Hello sir," he says, "I didn't see you there."
He nodded his head "People tend not to notice me," it was a blessing, made it easier to help people or just show up when needed "Where are you headed?"
Harry comes up behind Michael, his staff lightly tapping the concrete as he walked. He pauses by his friend and smiles. "Sorry if I kept you waiting long and thanks for coming short notice. Hows Charity and the kids?"
"I have all the time in the world," he offered a nod of hello to Harry, but then a smile graced his lips. "She is well and the children are too." Pausing her looked over Harry, "you?"
"Well. Better then I have been in a while." He looks over to Michael. "I felt that I needed to talk to you. About a couple things. You are one my best friends Michael." As such he liked to have the man's acceptance.
"A couple things..." Harry admits. "I think Lash is coming back. I've been hearing her voice sometimes." He shakes his his head, a world of worry on his face. "I worry because...I've started to date someone. Some one who's had a bad run in with the Denarii before." He takes a breath. "And the other thing. I've started to go out with Marcone."
He nodded his head, processing in all that Harry just told him. “I see…” he wasn’t sure what to say to both topics, he knew his views about Harry hasn’t changed, he’ll just pray a little extra for him then the amounts that he did already. “Since we are sharing information, Harkness, Thomas mention something about one of the sword bearers is at the BPRD.”
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