[He had decidedly not given the most positive impressions. (That poor frog!) But Jonathan had cherished him and was quite beside himself when he and Speedwagon returned home bruised and battled. So she had put her slightly negative opinion to one side, for Jonathan's sake. As it was, the frogs of England were safe from Italian fisticuffs.
She hummed in thought.]
Well, perhaps it would not hurt to ask if the younger baron would be so kind as to teach you. Or myself, if you prefer.
Yes, just like the Baron Zeppeli. Caesar is his grandson if you can believe it. I'm sure he would teach both of us.
[ It still takes him back that time and logic mean so little in this place, even with all of the bizarre things he had already encountered back home.
Jonathan pauses a moment, then gently and affectionately squeezes Erina's hand. There's a smile on his face. ]
In fact - he told me that he knows our grandson, Erina. Just imagine it, we have a full-grown grandson.
[ There is of course, a tinge of sadness to what he's saying- the fact that he'll never get to meet said grandson, but he also sounds happy and infinitely proud. ]
[Erina still manages to look perplexed. Did that then mean the two only managed to perform their marital duties once? But it would be too forward to ask, she was sure. After all, she would truly be the pot calling the kettle black.]
[ Jonathan would assure her that it certainly wasn't just once but, he's not sure his heart would take having to look his wife-fiance in the eye and have to explain that. ]
It is. My only regret is that I shall never get to meet them.
Although with Baron Zeppeli's grandson arriving here at the same time as us, who knows? Perhaps I might.
You don't feel it would be passing strange? I cannot think of a stranger idea than meeting my descendants, but then, here we are from two different points. Perhaps it won't be quite so bizarre.
[Erina leans into Jonathan and lets the silence between them grow comfortably.]
It would be very strange, I agree. [ But... And cue the puppy-like enthusiasm. ] I would also be delighted to meet my family!
[ With Jonathan's rather isolated upbringing, of course he would be entirely enthusiastic about this. He's no less pleased to answer Erina's next question. ]
He is a very good person. I can tell that he has a good heart. [ What he means is, that he can tell that despite all of Caesar's... Caesarness... Erina doesn't need to know all about that though. ] I believe that his grandfather would be very proud of him.
[Erina squeezes his hand as her building comes into sight, just down the road. It feels like it hasn't been long enough at all, and now it will come to an end before she's even begun to truly enjoy her time with Jonathan.
Almost purposefully, Erina slows her stride.]
As for our family. . . I wonder what they're all like?
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[He had decidedly not given the most positive impressions. (That poor frog!) But Jonathan had cherished him and was quite beside himself when he and Speedwagon returned home bruised and battled. So she had put her slightly negative opinion to one side, for Jonathan's sake. As it was, the frogs of England were safe from Italian fisticuffs.
She hummed in thought.]
Well, perhaps it would not hurt to ask if the younger baron would be so kind as to teach you. Or myself, if you prefer.
[Surely it wasn't too difficult, yes?]
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[ It still takes him back that time and logic mean so little in this place, even with all of the bizarre things he had already encountered back home.
Jonathan pauses a moment, then gently and affectionately squeezes Erina's hand. There's a smile on his face. ]
In fact - he told me that he knows our grandson, Erina. Just imagine it, we have a full-grown grandson.
[ There is of course, a tinge of sadness to what he's saying- the fact that he'll never get to meet said grandson, but he also sounds happy and infinitely proud. ]
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[Erina's eyes widen, and then she reddens.]
That is, I am aware how a grandson would occur, but from what you've said, we are only married very briefly.
[What were the chances? They were quite small, weren't they? Her brow furrowed as she tried to figure out the logistics.]
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Well... I suppose once is all it takes... In theory I mean.
[ Oh my god please don't call him a naughty man again his heart can't take it ]
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[Erina still manages to look perplexed. Did that then mean the two only managed to perform their marital duties once? But it would be too forward to ask, she was sure. After all, she would truly be the pot calling the kettle black.]
It is nice, though, to know we have a family.
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It is. My only regret is that I shall never get to meet them.
Although with Baron Zeppeli's grandson arriving here at the same time as us, who knows? Perhaps I might.
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[Erina leans into Jonathan and lets the silence between them grow comfortably.]
Is the Baron's grandon a good person?
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[ With Jonathan's rather isolated upbringing, of course he would be entirely enthusiastic about this. He's no less pleased to answer Erina's next question. ]
He is a very good person. I can tell that he has a good heart. [ What he means is, that he can tell that despite all of Caesar's... Caesarness... Erina doesn't need to know all about that though. ] I believe that his grandfather would be very proud of him.
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[Erina squeezes his hand as her building comes into sight, just down the road. It feels like it hasn't been long enough at all, and now it will come to an end before she's even begun to truly enjoy her time with Jonathan.
Almost purposefully, Erina slows her stride.]
As for our family. . . I wonder what they're all like?
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[ Oh he's noticed the slowing down alright and he's... not opposing it in any way at all. ]
With your involvement, my love, then our child and grandchild can't fail to have to turned out wonderfully.
[ And who is he kidding? Even if they hadn't, Jonathan would love them all the same. ]