Jul 5
Nicole hums, twirling a strand of her hair, “I guess if we had a kid, they’d probably turn out like Diluc.” She muses.
They are both sitting with their backs to the tree at Windrise, watching the sun hide in the horizon.
Varka laughs, “Diluc?” He shakes his head incredulously, “If anything, I’d hope they’d be a little like Jean or Mika, would save me some worrying, y’know.” He pauses, “Why Diluc?”
Nicole shrugs, “Because he’s my son.”
Varka stands up, very suddenly and shamefully, his eyes wide open. He says many things, whispers most, but out of all of them the loudest is; “You had a kid with my ex?”
Nicole’s brows furrow, “You dated Crepus? Crepus Ragnvindr?”
