Re: [declan and clementine, marvel]
One of us has to be. [Careful, that is. There was nothing wrong with being careful, although he was often the only one of his siblings that thought so. It wasn't in his genetic makeup to play it safe, but the risks that he took were all in pursuit of some greater loneliness. Motorcycles without sidecars, ships lost at sea. He'd never been particularly apt at the kind of games that the other Murphy children played, rather he preferred to ignore them altogether.]
Dancing? No. [He could remember learning when he was young. Where to place his hands and all the steps to the waltz, but he didn't think that was the kind of dancing one did to this kind of music. This was music for boot scooting and beer that came in cans. Red bandanna print everywhere. Amused, he repeated his answer with a shake of head.] No, not ever. [Which wasn't entirely true. He'd danced at his wedding, but that felt like a lifetime ago. He aimed not to think about that period in time, and was often successful in doing so. He sucked in a breath when Clementine asked what he'd been up to, and he held it because of the way her question coincided with thoughts of his wedded past.]
Travel, mostly. I stayed in Thailand for awhile… Canada too. Wherever there was some non-corporate work. I'd already settled in New York for awhile before I was brought here. [Brief gesture out the window to signify that this wasn't exactly the New York he'd come from.]