#ronodra

Those aren't Kendra's green eyes, and they certainly aren't Bracken's icy blue eyes, no, they look more like... the realization slowly dawns on him. They look like Ronodin's eyes. And if he forces himself to he can vaguely see the magic presence around her, a mixture of light and dark.

The realization dawns on him, sometimes in the future his granddaughter will have... relations (god he does not want to think about that) with Ronodin. Which will result in the little girl in front of them.

His brow furrows though, the future can only go into the past if the oldest person using the Chronometer already exists... the realization hits him like a truck. What should he say? What can he say? ("Oh, Kendra. Did you have sex with Ronodin?" No! He can't say that it'd be too awkward..)

And while Stan is having his internal crisis the other are looking at the little girl clinging to Kendra's leg and saying that she's her mother. With nervous laughter Kendra leans down to the little girl, "Sweetheart, why do you think I'm your mother?"

Internally though, Kendra is freaking out as her eyes land on the Chronometer and flicks in between it and the little girl.

"Because your my Mama! You look like Mama when she was younger and you have the same magi-magi-kal? magikal! presence as Mama!"

The first thing Kendra says is, "Do you mean magical, sweetie?"

The little girl nods her head, "Mhm! That word!"

Seth who has been alternating between laughing and staring in an odd fascination because what the hell? Finally breaks down and laughs out loud making the little girl look at him.

"Uncy Seth!" she releases Kendra and runs over to wrap her arms around Seth's legs, pure joy in her expression.

As the shock finally wears off Ruth she poses a question, "What's your name?"

The little girl looks up at Ruth, "Vesta! My name is Vesta Sorenson!" the girl's-Vesta's- eyebrows furrow as she looks between Stan and Ruth. Her next question is innocent, "Are you my great-grandparents? You look like you do in the photos!"

The question makes all in the room freeze because of the simple implications of that statement, that Vesta does not know the Sorenson's because of the fact that they are dead. It would make sense after all, the two of them are already quite old.

Kendra breathes in through her nose shakily, "Vesta? Can you come over here?"

The little girl beams as she runs back over to Kendra who shakily lifts her up into her arms. She's chewing on her lip as she looks at her grandfather, both of them know who Vesta looks like. But only one of them is 100% certain, and that person is Kendra who takes the Chronometer as she walks past and into the yard.

She walks as the others stare after her, she walks until she's in the garden. The Fairy Queen's island in the center of the pond as Vesta perks up and points. A happy smile on her face as she says, "Auntie! Auntie!"

The call makes Kendra suck in air through her teeth as she lets out a breath, "Ronodin." her voice is soft when calling out his name. The tone of contempt just an undercurrent.

He appears in a few minutes, a smirk on his face as he looks at her, the one that appears when he's going to tease her before he realizes that there is a child in her arms. "Whose is that?"

She moves closer to him and passes Vesta to him, not allowing him the chance to deny it. "From what I've gathered, she's our child from the future."

The look on Ronodin's face is priceless, as his cheeks begin to glow he glowers at her. Before looking back at the sleeping child in his arms. "What are we supposed to do?"

Kendra rolls her eyes, "Look after her. She's... our daughter after all," Kendra's hands unconsciously trace over her stomach as his eyes widen at the gesture.

He adjusts so that Vesta is being held in one of his arms as he pulls Kendra closer to him, resting his head atop hers. "Well then, I suppose we'll just have to keep her safe till she returns to the future."