illyria is a very inspirational person (godking) wrote in utr_logs,
Wesley nodded. "I'll be sure to remember that then," he said. He considered her question, even though he knew it was rhetorical. "I imagine a lot of people wouldn't. I'm not exactly much to look at, whatever you may think." It wasn't said with embarrassment, just stated like fact. He had too many scars, from the explosion, the shooting, Justine, his death, his father, Faith herself, and so many other things.
"I don't want to think of what will happen when the last Slayer is gone," he said, shaking his head. "Perhaps it will begin again, or perhaps the world will have to function on it's own. It will be long after our time, in any case." He was glad she approved of his weapons...or he assumed so anyway. There hadn't been any disparaging remarks.
"True enough," he was still speaking neutrally about the whole thing. He listened as she spoke of her parents, feeling a rush of empathy. Their situations were by no means the same, but there were enough common points that he could say he understood and mean it. But he didn't imagine that Faith would react well to anything that might be construed as sympathy or pity. "Fathers are bastards," he said with a shrug. "I imagine you would not get on well at all with mine. If you disliked me when I first came to Sunnydale...well...he thought I was too soft. That I failed because I wasn't strict enough. I'm hardly surprised that he felt that way, considering his approach to child rearing was to take out his cane when I displeased him...or lock me under the stairs if he was in a more forgiving mood." It was the first time he'd spoken about it so openly to anyone.
"Sometimes," he admitted, "I wish that it was him that night...not that I feel particular homicidal urges toward him, but because for the first time I stood up to him." At the knock to the door, he got up, greeting the delivery boy and paying him. Taking the food back into the flat, he settled back down on the floor. No point in fetching plates, and there were utensils in the bag.