Gabriel Tam (
gabriel_tam
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2007-07-31 12:45 am (UTC)
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With a convulsive jerk, Gabriel lifts his hands and clutches frantically at his son's.
"Simon."
His head lolls to one side for a second as he looks around, his blurred glance going to River and holding before he turns back to him.
"You -- you -- take care of them,"
he manages to gasp out.
"So proud-- of you both-- proud of you, Simon, always--"
Another breath, this one shallower, as his desperate grip begins to weaken.
"
Wŏ ài nĭ.
Always have. The three of you."
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"Simon." His head lolls to one side for a second as he looks around, his blurred glance going to River and holding before he turns back to him.
"You -- you -- take care of them," he manages to gasp out. "So proud-- of you both-- proud of you, Simon, always--"
Another breath, this one shallower, as his desperate grip begins to weaken.
"Wŏ ài nĭ. Always have. The three of you."