[Well shit. He can guess his expression, and he probably looks like he's been sentenced to (yet another) death. There's really no reason that this fucker that he barely knows gets the rights, gets the front row seat to the ongoing play between what he wants to admit to and what he's terrified of admitting to - out here, he's Takeshi's - father.
He resents it. Not Takeshi, never Takeshi, but the kid isn't just his adopted citizen any more and this guy has just called him out without realizing. (Or maybe not. And that's worse. Roy probably knows and that makes it a challenge.)
So, fine. He grits his teeth, one second to steel himself, and goes on.]
My son.
[No reason to add on words that want to come, like out here or for now because those are just excuses, ways to obscure the truth. That he has to admit it to someone that he doesn't think deserves to hear just because he threw down the gauntlet... yeah, he's resentful. This wasn't the first person he wanted to tell, even if it had been decided in the back of his mind the moment Takeshi hadn't woken up along with the rest of the ship.]
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He resents it. Not Takeshi, never Takeshi, but the kid isn't just his adopted citizen any more and this guy has just called him out without realizing. (Or maybe not. And that's worse. Roy probably knows and that makes it a challenge.)
So, fine. He grits his teeth, one second to steel himself, and goes on.]
My son.
[No reason to add on words that want to come, like out here or for now because those are just excuses, ways to obscure the truth. That he has to admit it to someone that he doesn't think deserves to hear just because he threw down the gauntlet... yeah, he's resentful. This wasn't the first person he wanted to tell, even if it had been decided in the back of his mind the moment Takeshi hadn't woken up along with the rest of the ship.]