[ That... is a lot to watch. Ponta is weirdly stuck on the idea of there having been another boy before Will, but only for a moment, because the rest of it catches up with him quickly. Ponta never had parents, but it's not rocket science to reason out just how strained and difficult this specific relationship must be, just how much danger it was steeped in.
Jumping from crisis to crisis, indeed. If they're all like this, Nico's life truly is not to be envied.
Ponta is quiet for a second. ]
... you probably didn't actually mean to talk about any of that, huh?
[ on the one hand, this could have been so much worse in terms of things people see. on the other hand he's busy making a face because this still sucks even a year later. ]
If there's one thing my father excels at it's his ability to ignore me up until the moment I actually don't want to speak to him. [ tiredly. ] ...but I will give him credit that our conversations are a little better now than they were then.
[ the thing is. like. ponta isn't wrong? and nico laughs under his breath with that. ]
It's incredibly impressive because the gods are not only stubborn in their ways but they resist other opinions more often than not. But I am his only child so I suppose in a way he also doesn't exactly have a choice but to listen. The only downside is I'm his only child so I have to deal with him myself whenever he feels like gracing me with his presence.
[ Parent-child relationships are always a little hard for Ponta to fully wrap his mind around. He hasn't decided yet if he's sad or glad for it either. ]
It's better that he's making an effort than none at all, if you have to remain in touch with him. Being a demigod must be hard to get away from...
It's different. I mean...he was around when I was younger, too, even if I didn't remember that for a long time. And then things changed and now it's a whole...[ he waves a hand like "eh. it doesn't matter to explain." ] But I wouldn't say that you're wrong? It's sort of something that shapes our entire lives. Ignoring it's not really an option.
Yeah, I feel like that about the people who were around when I was little, too. Don't know my parents, but that doesn't really make a difference - someone else just takes that place.
[ And even changing his name and identity to make a clean cut, in his heart he still remembers where he came from and who shaped him. ]
That's kind of a whole thing, isn't it? Family you find for yourself. [ you pick the people you keep. ] I don't disagree with that though. It doesn't make a difference in a lot of cases.
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Jumping from crisis to crisis, indeed. If they're all like this, Nico's life truly is not to be envied.
Ponta is quiet for a second. ]
... you probably didn't actually mean to talk about any of that, huh?
[ Damn privacy invasions. ]
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If there's one thing my father excels at it's his ability to ignore me up until the moment I actually don't want to speak to him. [ tiredly. ] ...but I will give him credit that our conversations are a little better now than they were then.
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[ He doesn't know how these things work. ]
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It's incredibly impressive because the gods are not only stubborn in their ways but they resist other opinions more often than not. But I am his only child so I suppose in a way he also doesn't exactly have a choice but to listen. The only downside is I'm his only child so I have to deal with him myself whenever he feels like gracing me with his presence.
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It's better that he's making an effort than none at all, if you have to remain in touch with him. Being a demigod must be hard to get away from...
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It's different. I mean...he was around when I was younger, too, even if I didn't remember that for a long time. And then things changed and now it's a whole...[ he waves a hand like "eh. it doesn't matter to explain." ] But I wouldn't say that you're wrong? It's sort of something that shapes our entire lives. Ignoring it's not really an option.
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[ And even changing his name and identity to make a clean cut, in his heart he still remembers where he came from and who shaped him. ]
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