[OTA] Once Upon a Dream

[karatofquality]

Father's Day had seen Silas with his grandchildren, and paying visits to his other four 'children.' It had been a good day, if bittersweet.

Today, after the work day had ended, he'd gone to visit Isaac's grave site. Just over a year ago, he'd risen to King, and his son had been there to support him, to bring him tea and sit with him for a little while. Silent support, as always. His good boy.

He'd lost count of how many times he had told Isaac about the triplets, about the Suit, that he missed him.

But now he was standing in his favorite corridor, just reflecting on the last year. A lot had changed; a lot had remained the same. Even Silas wasn't the same man now that he'd been last year, but that wasn't a bad thing.

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[uncutclarity]

It struck her as being stronger to admit that you needed help. But she didn't have recommendations, not off the top of her head. "I don't," she admitted.

"But I imagine that you could get them from one of the psychologists on Deck. Milo or Gwen, in the Hearts, for instance. Or Nicholas might have recommendations."

[karatofquality]

With a sedate nod, Silas released a sigh. "I'll look into it tomorrow." Because, frankly, he was too exhausted to care tonight. He wanted dinner, a bottle of wine, a cigarette, and to sleep.

Of course, with all that was going on, just going to sleep wasn't a valid option, but he could try to put aside the stress for one night.

He caught her hand, offering a faint smile. "I miss you, Ava. I do. We'll have to find time soon."

"Go on to your meeting. I've held you up long enough." A beat, and then, "Thank you."

[uncutclarity]

She squeezed his hand lightly and smiled. "Take a night off, Silas," she said. "We all need to do that now and again."

Then she smoothed her french braided hair and nodded. "You're welcome," she said. "I'll see you in the morning."