#promiselost

There's a hesitation there, an uncertainty that he's somehow still overstepping. He places a hand on top of his son's head, and holds out a pistachio, unshelled. "When you were little, you'd try to eat these whole, so I started unshelling entire containers when I bought them so you wouldn't choke. Now I can't buy them without doing that. Just in case."

there’s a few things going on that just catch him off guard with this, but ... not in a bad way.  for one, there’s a hand on his head. despite the fact he’s snapped at people before when it comes to making him feel smaller while he’s in the headspace of being BIGGER, there’s no sense of anger at the contact.  no sense of anxiety, either. it’s just ... strangely calming. he could potentially blame this on how long he’s gone without any sort of contact from his father whatsoever, but ... he’s sure it’s because there’s that little boy inside him feeling so insanely happy about it just being DAD in the first place.

sunny always did talk about his parents nonstop, after all. 

the second thing is the nut he’s just unceremoniously holding out.  a pistachio. he remembers those. hasn’t had much of a chance to eat them lately. hasn’t had much of a chance to eat properly at all beyond minor snacking, honestly - he should really work on fixing that.  it’s such a nice little treat.

and then hohenheim goes and attributes it to a memory he’d long since forgotten.  those lost pieces of his childhood he shoved away for his own growth are starting to flood him, centralizing all in the focus given to just LISTEN.

yes ... he remembers that. he remembers just being mouthy, especially when he was little. anything with a good enough texture for his picky little tastes went into his mouth without a second thought. granted, he’s still like this now, but ... he knows whats healthy and what’s not. baby him had no way to know. 

funny, how a simple nut throws him into a world of memories. a part of him wonders if he bought the salted variety again that he remembers just loving all the time ... 

“ ... did y’ buy a new container ‘r somethin’ ? can’t imagine y’ jus’ got a single damn pistachio on y’. that DOES seem like somethin’ y’ would do, though ... ”