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Cath Delaney (dian_cecht) wrote in inpoormerit,

Cathair was far from well traveled and he still didn't understand the American love affair with foreigners. Must be a cultural thing.

He shrugged. "I grew up in Derry City," he told her, matching her unnecessary information for unnecessary information. "University city. My father's a professor. Travels all over Europe and the UK lecturing about Irish history." More information that wasn't necessary. But talking about anything else but why they were here would be a pleasant change for them all.

He scoffed. "My mother would have turned over in her grave, rose up and beat me bloody if I'd left a lady turned out like that, no matter what she'd done to me. And she'd probably scold me for leaving my guard down like that in the first place. Mam was a bit hard. She grew up in the organization, back before the ceasefires and treaties. She and Granddad made certain I was groomed properly, even though I was likely the last boy anyone'd suspect as being a leader in the cause."