The question of how exactly that happened caused a very slight twitch in Aden's expression- on a more expressive person it might very well have been several stages of grief passing in a single moment. He was glad to have married Theron, but the road to get there had been some of the most insanity packed years of Aden's life- and everyone else's, too. He didn't always like thinking back on it all for fear of becoming the next insanity for everyone else to rally against himself.
So he just made a soft little noise at the mention of those sorts of books, while also noting the steadier tone- saying nothing, but noting it all the same, "I think a couple of my sisters used to read those for me as a bedtime story when I was a child. Back before they realized I could actually understand what they were reading to me."
That point in his life had come a bit sooner than his sisters would have liked, Aden thought. He didn't think he'd grasped the ideas and implications quite the same way that adults did, nor been able to imagine everything with the accuracy of the experience that came with age, but his sisters had started reading more age appropriate books once they realized that he understood more than they'd thought he did.
"To make a long story short about me and Theron- attraction first regardless of instinctive hatred of the other side, followed by an unimaginable amount of shit that included one arrogant wannabe-Chosen one, one wannabe-God threatening to consume every life in the world to fuel his own immortality, a couple of doomsday cults, and a couple of tyrants that made us realize that life's too short to want to kill each other based on which nation's flag we happen to prefer to use as tacky interior décor."
He smiled a little, and shrugged a shoulder, "As for when we stopped wanting to kill each other, it's debatable. He took a whack at it pretty recently after years of not even thinking about it."
Based on his tone, it was likely that that was at least partially a joke.
He nodded toward a knife on the wall- a bit larger than most of the blades on display and a bit on the fancy-looking side too, "I think that one could be useful. I've always found it a bit too heavy for my particular use, but for you it might feel a bit more balanced."
Despite not getting much use of it himself, he'd still kept it though- he was a collector, after all.
"Once we get back we'll get around to getting you something... Less pint-sized."
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So he just made a soft little noise at the mention of those sorts of books, while also noting the steadier tone- saying nothing, but noting it all the same, "I think a couple of my sisters used to read those for me as a bedtime story when I was a child. Back before they realized I could actually understand what they were reading to me."
That point in his life had come a bit sooner than his sisters would have liked, Aden thought. He didn't think he'd grasped the ideas and implications quite the same way that adults did, nor been able to imagine everything with the accuracy of the experience that came with age, but his sisters had started reading more age appropriate books once they realized that he understood more than they'd thought he did.
"To make a long story short about me and Theron- attraction first regardless of instinctive hatred of the other side, followed by an unimaginable amount of shit that included one arrogant wannabe-Chosen one, one wannabe-God threatening to consume every life in the world to fuel his own immortality, a couple of doomsday cults, and a couple of tyrants that made us realize that life's too short to want to kill each other based on which nation's flag we happen to prefer to use as tacky interior décor."
He smiled a little, and shrugged a shoulder, "As for when we stopped wanting to kill each other, it's debatable. He took a whack at it pretty recently after years of not even thinking about it."
Based on his tone, it was likely that that was at least partially a joke.
He nodded toward a knife on the wall- a bit larger than most of the blades on display and a bit on the fancy-looking side too, "I think that one could be useful. I've always found it a bit too heavy for my particular use, but for you it might feel a bit more balanced."
Despite not getting much use of it himself, he'd still kept it though- he was a collector, after all.
"Once we get back we'll get around to getting you something... Less pint-sized."