He wishes he could believe that it was nothing like the younger bird was suggesting, that it all meant nothing, that the clothes were just clothes, crates just crates, but that's too much coincidence in his book to be nothing.
Jo has a point about the demand to think about it, and not falling into that particular trap, and Sam with the fact they've already done it. But he can't help it. He's certain it means something and he just wants to know what. He definitely agrees about the 'trouble' that they all are, though.
The words 'contingency plan' make him obviously tense, suddenly and out of nowhere, and his eyes cut toward the girl that had brought it up. Those were, in another place, another town, another world, words that would have had him in a fighting mode instantly. And still do, here, now, in this room with these people and their incredible lack of knowledge of everything he is, who his family is, and everything that comes right along with both of those things.
"They're talking contingencies, throwing us in boxes with cement into the ocean so we aren't their problem any more." Kol had been less than impressed at the Gilbert child and his tantrums about he and his family and this really topped it off.
"Frankly," Nik had said, "it would be stupid of them not to have plans in place. Honestly, Kol."
Elijah had raged and Rebekah and ranted and taken Kol's side.
And it was never the fact they had plans in place that bothered him. It was that they just put it out in the open, toward people that would get it back to them, that it had been spoken of in front of a child that saw a few of his family members as friends and saw fit to warn them of it all.
They were afraid of them and the damage they could do if they turned against them, which Kol considered smart. But the solution being pitched was too much something he'd already suffered too much of at home, at the hand of his own brother. The plan was cruel, more so than he feels they'd have done to any of the other lot in Lawrence, regardless of their histories or damages, and that burned him hard and deep because of everything he'd done in his time there, changes he'd made, battles and wars that weren't his own that he fought for them.
"What kind of contingencies?" He asks, voice unintentionally tight because he's fighting the part of him that wants to actively lash out about her word choice. She can't possibly mean it the way it translates in his own mind, but the bone-deep meaning of them to him is something he can't shake.
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Jo has a point about the demand to think about it, and not falling into that particular trap, and Sam with the fact they've already done it. But he can't help it. He's certain it means something and he just wants to know what. He definitely agrees about the 'trouble' that they all are, though.
The words 'contingency plan' make him obviously tense, suddenly and out of nowhere, and his eyes cut toward the girl that had brought it up. Those were, in another place, another town, another world, words that would have had him in a fighting mode instantly. And still do, here, now, in this room with these people and their incredible lack of knowledge of everything he is, who his family is, and everything that comes right along with both of those things.
"What kind of contingencies?" He asks, voice unintentionally tight because he's fighting the part of him that wants to actively lash out about her word choice. She can't possibly mean it the way it translates in his own mind, but the bone-deep meaning of them to him is something he can't shake.