Héctor (
unpocoloco) wrote2019-01-06 04:17 am
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HéctorUN: OLLIN
STATUS: Graduate Student / Teacher's Assistant
ACCOLADES: I write music, know how to play a few instruments, mostly la guitarra.
BIO: !Hola¡ Soy Héctor. Yo hablo español y un poco inglés. I've come to Daybreak to learn a little about all this magic stuff and help out around the Campus. If you need an odd job taken care of, I'm your guy! (Unless you are la policía. Or someone I have borrowed from. If that is the case, do not contact me, por favor.)

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He smiles weakly at her assurances. She'd promised seeing his daughter but hearing it more doesn't hurt. He bobs his head. Getting this under control was already set in the terms. And being careful what is said, though that gives him pause.
"What are you going to tell her?" Not 'we', but 'you'. Any other way doesn't occur. "Are you going to tell her I'm here? I just... I don't want her to think that I..."
Abandoned her, which he did. That he doesn't love her, which could never happen.
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But she does glance back at him again, as if sensing his worries in that unfinished sentence. "...I won't keep her in the dark for too long. She'll know. Just give me time to figure it out."
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"Of course. I trust you," He says quietly. His mouth presses. He ponders for himself. "I... usually tell people I'm sick. It goes pretty far. Not the most inaccurate thing. I don't know if it would keep her away though."