George Sands Jr (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} touched_a_boob) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} spinningcompass, |
He grinned against her shoulder, as she prodded at him. He liked this list. "Well all that too, she does have a great gene pool to swim about in." He teased bumping her lightly, before his arms wrapped a little tighter about her middle. There was no way he'd ever get tired of this.
"Well, of course, it's not every day I get to swap places with Captain America." He teased back. He'd enjoyed that as much as he had switching with Thor on the train. All the cleaning he'd got done as both was amazing. He did get a little serious with her. "But, before here... Before the train... We were being hunted. Here, it's not that big of a deal if someone blurts out that we're werewolves. It's almost like the wolf is the least dangerous thing that goes bump in the night." Of course not many other people were contagious exactly, but he wasn't going to bring that bit up.
George wasn't giving up, not yet anyway. Instead he snagged her hand and followed the beckoning Eve on. "It wont be the same here, no. We'll have a better life here. I mean no one thinks twice about me staying home with the children, or about letting a werewolf sit for them, or..." There were so many things he could list, but he trailed off instead and scooped Eve up and set her into the toddler swing, and began easing it forward and back.