He tells her "ooh love".
”Reilly.” His name is a soft whisper of her lips, a sudden longing for her big white uncle suddenly holding her in it’s gasp.
She didn’t want to see Father, nor Kharon for that matter. Maybe she did want to cuddle up to Mother, but Kylin didn’t want to add more sadness to the endless suffering mare. And Kali and Badden were too young to be bothered with her feelings.
But Reilly would listen and hold her as she wept, right? Kylin hoped he would, because she desperately needed him. He had always been kind to them, played with them when Father and Mother wouldn’t, watched over them where Father and Mother were too busy elsewhere. He was like a second father to them, or something like that. Kylin didn’t really know what exactly, but he was family. And she had genuinely meant it when she had told him that she didn’t want him to leave.
”Reilly!” This time she screams his name, relief and happiness in her voice, as she throws herself at him. Her tears too are both sad and happy and that she had grown quite a bit doesn’t stop Kylin from snuggling up to his chest, hoping that he would hold her like he always had.
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Sorry not sorry <3