Jun's Room at the Nobleman

[Lawric]

Lawric lingered a few feet away from the door. The crying was really complicating things. It was making him uncomfortable, but if he left, he knew he was going to feel even worse than he already did. And she was kind of doing that I'm-saying-I'm-fine-but-I'm-not-really-fine thing that he knew girls tended to do. Would it be very wise to ignore that?

He sighed, turned away from the door, and crossed the room in the direction of the bathroom. He didn't want to leave. He just wanted things to be better, but he didn't think he was capable of mending this situation. Well, she's crying... He distractedly picked up a washcloth and soaked it with warm water from the tap. Who knows if he was doing the right thing... Probably not. This is just what he did when his niece threw a fit.

That's it. The Good Uncle card. It was the perfect distraction.

He rung out the washcloth and turned, "You know, you remind me of someone right now." He crossed the room in long strides, coming back over to the couch. "Here," He sat down beside her and brought the washcloth to her cheek, gently wiping away the sheen of wetness left by tears. He smiled slightly and placed the washcloth in one of her hands. "She's the most important girl in my life. Her name is Ava." He shifted off the the couch to pull his wallet out of his back pocket. He couldn't help but grin when he withdrew the picture; it made him grin every time.

He held it so Jun could see. In the picture, there was a little girl with short brown curly hair wearing a floral print dress.

"My niece. Three and a half years old." he announced. "She's beautiful, opinionated, strong, smart... and she cries every time Uncle Wicky leaves." He glanced at Jun with a small smirk.

[junkuroki]

awwwww Law is soooo sweet And ahahahha Uncle Wicky XD XD
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His about turn confused her. Just moments ago he had been eager to leave. Now he was turning back and dabbing a warm washcloth at her face. She took the washcloth hesitatingly, peering at his face with such uncertainty that it could've been mistaken for wariness, only there wasn't the suspicion and defensive stance associated with wariness. The washcloth warmed her hands which had for some reason felt cold.

Perhaps she had been wrong in presuming the reason for the hasty exit he had wanted to make? It was enough to light a little blinking of hope within her. She brought the washcloth to her face and wiped the tracks her tears had left on it away. Instantly she felt better, fresh faced, he obviously knew a thing or two about placating upset girls. Even if said girls did have a huge age gap.

She looked at the picture he held for her to see with a kind of pride that made his face glow. She smiled softly back at him, peering even more intently at the picture. This was a different side of him and not necessarily a bad one at all.

"She's very pretty." Her smile widened, even more at how he was kinda proud at the little nickname his niece had given him. It made her want to giggle like a ditz. "And she must be very fond of you...Uncle Wicky, that's why she cries everytime you leave. I can really empathize with that." Her eyes removed themselves from the picture to meet his.

[Lawric]

Lawric's eyes drifted up from the picture to meet hers again. He smirked ruefully at her emphasis on the nickname his niece had given him.

"Yeah, well... She's three and a half. You're a couple decades more mature than that, so you don't have clearance to throw a full-on fit." He winked to show he was kidding. "No more tears?"

[waterlily43]

"Yeah..." Her smile faded a little, playing with the washcloth in her hands as she thought of how she had gone completely out of control just now. It had bothered him enough to stop him from leaving. She didn't even know now why exactly she had started blubbering like an idiot. It was confusing to herself, she can't begin to imagine what it must've been like for him.

"I'm sorry...I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or anything. You can leave...if you want." She added quickly, although she was hoping he didn't actually want to leave. But she couldn't bring her mouth to tell him to stay. Why would he want to? "I promise I won't throw any fits this time." She replicated his smirk on her own lips.

[Lawric]

Lawric smiled as he slid the picture back into his wallet and listened to Jun's small voice. He threw a glance her way as he came to his feet and pushed the wallet back into a rear pocket.

"Well, I don't necessarily want to go... But," He glanced at the clock, then back at her. "It's ridiculously late to be up, especially considering what we've got ahead of us tomorrow... I shouldn't have stayed this late. You need some sleep." His smile became apologetic, coupled with a shrug. He honestly didn't really want to go, but there would be little point in staying. She clearly wasn't comfortable with the kinds of things he was, and now that he realized her boundaries, he felt intrusive. It would probably be best just to end the awkward situation and call it a night.

"Sorry again. For... ahh, you know." He waved his hand dismissively and turned for the door, a little uncomfortable about bringing his bad behavior back into both their minds. He got to the door and placed his hand on the knob, but paused before turning it and looked at her again. "Sleep good, Ms. Kuroki." He said with a smile. "Don't forget to lock this," he pointed at the knob and advised, just before stepping out and quietly shutting the door.