Pausing and meeting his eyes, Roxanne slowly raised an eyebrow as Harrison spoke. Shoulders squared, the reporter placed a hand on her hip and gave him the same attitude that she gave the other villains that had tried to face her over the years, or politicians and disgruntled businessmen she’d cornered for interviews. She wasn’t one to be intimidated by angry green eyes. Not after a decade with Megamind being tied to god knew what and having to deal with a horrifically sexist news industry.
“Oh, so it would be an appropriate environment for your son then?” she countered him. There was no reasonable way a man of any intelligence could be defending a child being raised inside a prison, the idea was beyond baffling.
Harrison inhaled sharply through his nose. He does not appreciate bringing Devin into this. He has worked his ass off of late to give his son all the things he didn’t get as a child – a loving, stable, and permanent home where his child will want for nothing. Devin is the most important thing in his world and he doesn’t appreciate a nosy stranger using him as a cudgel.
“If Devin were to lose every single person on this planet the way I did Miss Ritchie, I would hope to god he found somewhere as appropriate as the prison where I grew up,” he replied curtly, standing up and snatching his box of donuts off the park bench. “If you’re looking to make the city safe for children, might I suggest starting in the projects and tenements. Because I’d much rather see my son grow up in a prison than in a neighborhood where he’s likely to get shot for the color of his skin.”
The part about losing everyone had Roxanne taking a mental step back. She’d gotten stuck on the growing up in prison part and had skipped over the part about questioning why a small child would be alone. The fact that he was so damn stubborn reminded her of Megamind again. Completely fucking unreasonable. Her point was valid!
“You say that like I don’t care,” Roxanne snapped, “I can report until I’m blue in the face,” she mentally cringed at the expression the second it was out of her mouth, but pressed on, “but no matter how much I report on about the homeless problem, the disastrous state of the prison system, inherent prejudices, or police violence, NONE of that matters if no one is listening or in business and politicians are actively trying to cover it up. Very few of us have the ability to throw around millions without blinking to try and fix things.”
Roxanne raised her chin, staring at him with defiant blue eyes, “You also aren’t the only person in the world to have a shitty childhood. Congratulations on it only turning you into half an asshole.”
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