Post by Bixir on Aug 3, 2024 23:55:34 GMT
Kent let Betsy vent. She needed to work herself through this. There was so only so much a lecture from an old codger could accomplish, and with Betsy Braddock at that. He took the time to enjoy some more of his biscuits and tea. There was no judgments from Kent's eyes, nor approval or disapproval. Merely their presence. When she was finished, Kent took one more sip of his herbal, for good measure.
"If it is any consolation to you, Betsy, I do not charge by the hour. More importantly, this is something that friends may do, when they are so inclined." He smirked, allowing himself that moment, and nothing more. He moved his head forward, whispering closely enough that Betsy could hear it through her distress.
"It is fortunate, then, that you have friends who do not require constant reassurances of your bond. Now - how about we call one of your teammates? Meggan, perhaps? If you need a push..." Kent leaned back. If Betsy looked up, she would see that he had his phone out and was already texting. He didn't appear to have sent anything - yet.
"I could do that for you." Another smirk.
"If it is any consolation to you, Betsy, I do not charge by the hour. More importantly, this is something that friends may do, when they are so inclined." He smirked, allowing himself that moment, and nothing more. He moved his head forward, whispering closely enough that Betsy could hear it through her distress.
"It is fortunate, then, that you have friends who do not require constant reassurances of your bond. Now - how about we call one of your teammates? Meggan, perhaps? If you need a push..." Kent leaned back. If Betsy looked up, she would see that he had his phone out and was already texting. He didn't appear to have sent anything - yet.
"I could do that for you." Another smirk.
