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[Nymphetamine]

He didn't hear her words, he was scrambling. He had to tell her something. but what was right? The truth was he had knocked up her mom, but he hadn't intended any interacton with the foal. Now, that didn't mean he would deny the child, but it also didn't mean he was looking to have the filly as his shadow. After the war, and after outing himself he had many things to do, he had to prove himself. Nymphetamine just simply did not have time to raise the filly. Though he was willing to be around for her, he couldn't be her mother. It just wasn't feesible.

She spoke the Mare's name, and then after a moment of confusion said they should be together. Nymph's eye's physically seemed to darken. Not because he was upset at the filly, or with Harlet. No... he had been burned and didn't think he would ever single another out in the way his daughter proposed. The bay frowned. He didn't know what to do... but he knew he had to let the filly know they would never have a traditional family unit. "Petya, I'm afraid I have no idea where Harlet is. We didn't really know eachother. Your mother wanted you., I...I just helped make it possible. I double Harlet, you, and I will ever be a family like you want. That doesn't mean I won't defend you if you need it, you are my daughter. I will always defend my children."

The necromancer flashed back to the memory of Rapscallion being torn limb from limb and drug beneath the surface. He had done so after the beast had attacked his kids, or what he thought were his kids. He knew he would do the same for any of his children if it was necessary. He focused back on Petya, he smiled at her, knowing he would have to leave here for a while. "I will have to thank Clarke for being there for you after Harlet abandoned you. So what do you plan on doing now? Chamber is nice, if it suits you. If not, I will escort you to a different kingdom?

Nymphetamine

in my heart, that barless prison
discolours all with tunnel vision