" --is Lieutenant George Kirk of the Kelvin, mayday, mayday, I repeat, this is--"
I believe I need you to write more of this. Like, need a lot.
"Stop trying to guess his father." Caught out, he knows his guilt shows on his face, and she grins toothily at him and reaches for her son. "I told you, he's my baby."
That is just so Gaila. ...I'd love you to write more of this, too.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
Date: 2011-03-12 05:36 pm (UTC)I believe I need you to write more of this. Like, need a lot.
"Stop trying to guess his father." Caught out, he knows his guilt shows on his face, and she grins toothily at him and reaches for her son. "I told you, he's my baby."
That is just so Gaila. ...I'd love you to write more of this, too.