His whole reaction to her response makes her want to fall through the floor and die. Midge takes a deep breath so that she doesn’t start crying in the middle of the bookstore. This isn’t the best place for this conversation, she agrees. But she’s not going to let it just go by this time either.
“I don’t know if that’s sarcasm or not, but he does actually like having his kids,” Midge tells Jaskier. “He was a shitty husband, but he’s a good father.”
They pay for their books and leave the shop. There’s a bench across from the store, one that looks out to the beach and ocean. “Sit for a minute,” she says.
Midge stares at the water for a moment before speaking again. “What’s wrong with wanting to run a household and take care of my kids?”
"It's not sarcasm," he immediately clarifies. "I'm glad you can count on him as a father." And he means it. His opinion on Joel aside, he wants the kids not to be the victims of the divorce.
Her request takes him by surprise, and he wonders if the shoes are finally becoming a problem. He's about to tease Midge, but he sees her face and oh boy, this can't be good, can it?
Her question confirms it can't. Jaskier sighs and curses under his breath.
"There's nothing wrong with it," he replies as he keeps his eyes on the water, too, silently begging his beloved coast to lend him strength. "I asked for your schedule so we could see each other on the days you don't have them, remember?" Of course, after two weeks, he ended up showing up on days she had them as well, but to be fair, they're already asleep after her Wolford shift. So just dinner and a quickie don't hurt anyone, don't they?
"It's just..." A pause. Another sigh. "You can't run a household while on tour."
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“I don’t know if that’s sarcasm or not, but he does actually like having his kids,” Midge tells Jaskier. “He was a shitty husband, but he’s a good father.”
They pay for their books and leave the shop. There’s a bench across from the store, one that looks out to the beach and ocean. “Sit for a minute,” she says.
Midge stares at the water for a moment before speaking again. “What’s wrong with wanting to run a household and take care of my kids?”
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Her request takes him by surprise, and he wonders if the shoes are finally becoming a problem. He's about to tease Midge, but he sees her face and oh boy, this can't be good, can it?
Her question confirms it can't. Jaskier sighs and curses under his breath.
"There's nothing wrong with it," he replies as he keeps his eyes on the water, too, silently begging his beloved coast to lend him strength. "I asked for your schedule so we could see each other on the days you don't have them, remember?" Of course, after two weeks, he ended up showing up on days she had them as well, but to be fair, they're already asleep after her Wolford shift. So just dinner and a quickie don't hurt anyone, don't they?
"It's just..." A pause. Another sigh. "You can't run a household while on tour."