Cole Winthrop (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} clearmoon) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} heureuxlake, |
"Yup. No more moshpits and active building sites for me," Cole joked. Fortunately, karaoke was about the extent of the live music he'd been into, so not being able to take Connor with him to watch thrash metal wasn't really a hardship. "You saying my dog is smarter than me, Hakansson?" Letting Astrid spend her attention on Connor, he stepped closer to the bar to order himself a beer. "You might be right." His grades had never been particularly exciting, but if he was the least educated person employed at the hospital, he certainly wasn't the least street smart.
That energy in Astrid's soul was something he hadn't felt in too long, not having bumped into any Norse demigods while he'd been away from Tarrytown. Máni had still paid his annual visits, but there was a difference in intensity between another mortal half-divine and a fully-fledged god. "Chaos is right. I'm home two seconds and Jase is being cryptic about pregnant women living in his guest room." It had never occurred to Cole when he'd left that he'd be gone long enough for an entire pregnancy to happen.
Connor stayed mostly still, tail thumping periodically against the floor as he absorbed everything he could about this new member of Cole's circle. "Get used to that, buddy," Cole warned, smirking, "there's gonna be a lot of women wanting to meet you." He'd already met Jase, of course, but he'd have to get to know Ash and maybe Heidi before too long, not to mention Cole's new roomie.
The question didn't totally surprise him, but he shrugged it off. "I'm really holding up," he insisted. "Just cause I had to learn the difference between hypoglycaemic and hyperglycaemic doesn't mean I'm having an episode every five minutes." He'd mostly got it under control just with injections and monitoring his blood sugar, but the working weird hours threw a spanner into the works. "It was either get a dog or find a nine-to-five. What would you have picked?" he teased. As for not making him sing, Cole raised an eyebrow. "And mortally offend Ash? I know you can take her, but no thanks. She'll pout at me forever."