#agentandydavis

Justin smiled and stood, offering his hand out. "Afternoon! You must be Agent Davis? What brings you by? I've done some custom weaponry for coworkers of yours, is this something similar?"

A figure in the door way of his office caught his eye. He wasn’t expecting anyone and had already finished and returned the material that was needed that day to the correct people. All that was left was the few larger assignments that were digitally requested. “Yes? Is there something I could help you with?” He asked sitting back from his computer.

"May I help you with something?"

((Hi! I personally don't want to let Daken anywhere near your muse because I have Chilhood!Feels that would result, so have some headcanon!))

Daken had toys as a child, or he did until he murdered his adopted brother and adopted mother, and watched his adopted father commit suicide. Then Romulus took him in, and toys were a thing of the past.

((hey, I love your idea for a character. Have some extra headcanon for your patience!))

1. Maria never had many toys growing up. Her father couldn't be bothered to buy her more than absolutely necessary to shut up the little old gossip mongering ladies at the markets.