Catching Up [For Kar]
Of course she hadn’t—but Sid loved to tease. That part of him, at least, was still intact. And it felt good to crack light-hearted jokes instead of his more recent penchant for dark humour.
“Well, I’ve always got Oz,” he reminded her. That parrot had been with him the better part of a decade and a half. “I left him with Melody before I went through all of…” he gestured vaguely with one hand, “That. He probably misses me somethin’ fierce. Gonna go get him sometime this week…”
Not that his best feathered friend was much of a substitute for a warm body to curl up against at night. Fuck, he was going to have to go out tomorrow, get hammered, and pick out a random tall dark stranger to get his mind off of this. Maybe that was it. He’d been alone so long, maybe he needed to break the spell with something quick and dirty.
“Poor baby probably is, at least Sobek has a toddler to contend with.” Of course, she missed the varren, he was like her child. But the Council wouldn’t allow him on the Citadel, and Saana seemed to feel a little relaxed with the scaly guardian sleeping at the boy’s feet, who in turn wrestled and played with. He wasn’t alone, it gave her comfort. Still didn’t mean she didn’t miss having his head in her lap while she read.
“Be careful though, Earth’s had a rough time as of late.”