RP post, family, wintergreen storyline

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There had surely been moments that he had been in a more uncomfortable position than currently being unable to trust either of the people he loved most (for justified suspicions on both sides), but, sitting on his couch with tension through the entire East Side penthouse, he couldn't think of a single one.

Wintergreen in the bedroom that had always been his, likely still on the phone, Adeline braced in the space between the bedroom and where he sat, Joseph hovering worriedly in the echoing space between the three of them... quite the situation for the little Martian telepath to come into.

Especially because his composure was barely a pasted-over thing on actual his mental state.

But they needed the girl's un-biased ability to test minds, to be sure that neither of them held a poisoned kiss without knowing it.

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Slade had to struggle to be still against the scent of hot-blooded rage that poured from both of them as his wife and his partner came to their feet that fast, the fury in both of their voices, the fear layered under Addie's and the full roar of Wintergreen's anger--

The girl did not quail, and that surprised him somewhat as she answered--but then, she was telepath, not empath, and somewhat shielded from the emotional storms that would have struck Raven so badly.

He wondered what the girl had done, even as he heard her words with a surge of relief. //They are... they are themselves. Thank God.//

And where was the foxhole, that he was even thinking at that deity?