Re: In-person: Sam/Russ
[Nathan laughed. The kid was more Marina than Russ, because when he'd been five, fuck fearless, he'd have pissed his fucking pants at that kind of driving and Russ lost Sam in some of the French, mostly because it didn't have any kind of shit that began with 'fils de putain' and ran on long and loud. Yeah, Nathan wasn't scared, he kicked his fucking feet into Russ's calf and cheered each turn and Russ grinned in spite of himself and wrapped a hand around Nathan's middle.]
And his chick has a kid? [He could hear the judgmental, but he figured it was different when the kid was yours. Joey holding onto that kid meant somewhere out there was a guy who wasn't, and it didn't matter nothing about quiet. Russ didn't know the first damn thing about quiet. He pounded out a message to Tess added to the list, and he watched Sam take turns sharp, and listened to Nathan's glee. The kid didn't know enough to fear, and he didn't miss his mom with two people he knew could provide food when he was hungry.]