[Clara begins to protest and he ruffles her hair to stop it, muttering something to her and nudging her off. A quick "go find Helena, we need to talk alone for a bit". Begrudgingly, Clara obeys waving enthusiastically to Mikoto as she scurries off.
Baroona smiles faintly as she leaves, staying on one knee.]
You never asked.
[To answer that earlier pointed statement. He stands up, knocking another cigarette from his carton because I can't remember if he had one again.] She's not my kid, anyway. I saved her.
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[Clara begins to protest and he ruffles her hair to stop it, muttering something to her and nudging her off. A quick "go find Helena, we need to talk alone for a bit". Begrudgingly, Clara obeys waving enthusiastically to Mikoto as she scurries off.
Baroona smiles faintly as she leaves, staying on one knee.]
You never asked.
[To answer that earlier pointed statement. He stands up, knocking another cigarette from his carton because I can't remember if he had one again.] She's not my kid, anyway. I saved her.