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[certaininequities]

Ballet? That's ... [he stuffs down his knee-jerk reaction and reframes it quickly] ... a lot of coordination and control. No wonder you were so good on those damn webs. ... But yeah, it's a waltz. Little more complicated than the box step I taught Harry, for sure... heh...

[he trails off: for some reason it feels odd, almost wrong to discuss his son around this Peter. he's not sure why]

Then we'll do it. One of these weeknights when it's bound to be less crowded.

[heyunderoos]

[Peter doesn't completely miss the hesitation, his brows pinch together but he doesn't comment on it as Norman redirects his line of thought.]

I had to stop pretty early though. Asthma didn't really work with a lot of activities I liked then. It made band pretty tough too sometimes. Carrying a tuba was like, the worst sometimes. [Peter says with a shrug. He barely remembers what it was like to be that frail. Even now as a monster he's hardier than he was as a kid or young teen.] I'm sure he liked learning box step with you. That was probably fun. I've never really waltzed before, I mean, where would I even do it?

[Peter nods a little, smiling at Norman.] Yeah, that'll make learning a lot less daunting.

[certaininequities]

It's a pretty debilitating thing in just the wrong conditions ... I'm sorry you had to deal with it. I always thought it'd be a hell of a thing to invent something that could replace an inhaler ... but drugs like fluticasone and formoterol do very poorly as time-release substances.

[he purses his lips, rolling his eyes a little]

There I go again, still making everything work, even when we're talking about hobbies. I'm sorry, Peter, this is a terrible old habit.

[heyunderoos]

I mean, if it's the way you've lived for a long time, it's gonna be hard to shake-? [The teenager is generous about that much. His whiskers wiggle a little bit with the thought.]

Ben had that problem sometimes. May usually told him work talk stayed out of the apartment. It kinda worked.

[certaininequities]

Hmm. No work talk in Hill House, huh? ... I think I could agree to that rule.

[they reach the sub shop and he gestures to the door with a smile]

Here we are, how's this look? Decent?

[heyunderoos]

I mean, you work a lot, so having home be separate would be good?

[The teenager brightens a little when he sees the shop. It reminds him so much of Delmar's in a way it eases him.]

More than decent, this is great. I didn't even know this place was here.

[He steps forward, ready to go in if anything.]

care to wrap this one?

[certaininequities]

Yaknow, home being separate from work wasn't ever something I even considered. Growing up, I was taught pretty early on that we couldn't have one without the other, so I always thought they went hand in hand.

[he opens the door for Peter, holding it with a smile]

Seems like even with two doctorates, I still have a lot to learn.

Yeah, we'll wrap it here!

[heyunderoos]

[Peter scrunches his snout a little at that line of thought as he steps into the deli proper.] Well, you deserve to not have to conflate the two anymore.

I guess, consider all of this a fresh start to try something new. Something like, less stressful.