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[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

The door opens... and it seems Sharpe wasn't expecting it to open here right this moment, because he's not alone when he walks in.

He's going slowly and carefully, for reasons that become clear when he gets all the way in... and so does the very small boy clinging to his hand and toddling after him.

Welcome to Milliways, Patrick Lassan.

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[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

It's not a dress. Really. Ignore the pattern or whatever that is, it was the closest the mun could find to appropriate clothes.

"Nah, only a day or two." He grins. "This here's my oldest... boy. Only boy."

He almost forgets about Antonia sometimes. Almost.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Looks like a dress to Faith.

"Oh, I see. He's cute."

Faith smiles at the kid. "Starting him off in bars young? Excellent."

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"'Course", Sharpe agrees, deadpan. "He's the son of a Yorkshireman, and named after an Irishman. What can you expect?"

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith laughs.

"Clearly a bad habit waiting to happen."

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." He looks down at the child, warmly. "That's my boy."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"He's cute. Who's he named for?"

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"Patrick Harper. Old friend o'mine, likes to think of himself as my personal bodyguard, when we're together."

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Ah, one of those. He ever come here?"

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"Not so far."

Much as Sharpe wishes he would.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Look forward to meeting him, if he ever does."

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

"You'd like him", he says confidently.

Patrick is leaning against his father's leg, watching Faith.

[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

"Probably. I like most people."

And she likes Sharpe, so the odds are good.

[and-far-away.livejournal.com]

If Harper ever does come to the bar, he and Sharpe will be pretty much inseparable. It's canon.

"So does he."