Re: Russ C & Ellie K: Gotham quicklog
[He levered himself across the couch. He knew being summoned plenty, and he wasn't an asshole enough to ignore that gesture even if he thought maybe watching his sister and his boy make up to one another like they had time to catch up was enough. It was warm, and it filled some place a little way he hadn't known he was hungry or empty in, and he looked over Nathan's curls as he tied a shoelace gone trailing.]
What you do these days, Aunt Ellie? [His voice was low, unmelodious compared to Nathan's piping treble. Nathan, shamelessly easing himself back onto his dad's knee, took up residence and gazed up at Ellie, curiously.]