"ₒₕ, Fₐₜₕₑᵣ, ₐᵣₑ yₒᵤ wᵢₜₕ ₘₑ wₕₑₙ ᵢ ₐₘ ₜₒₒ wₑₐₖ? ₒₕ, ₘₒₜₕₑᵣ, ₐᵣₑ yₒᵤ dᵣₑₐₘᵢₙg ₒf ₘₑ ᵢₙ yₒᵤᵣ ₛₗₑₑₚ?"

❝ Legally, emotionally or biologically? ❞

❝ Then... Between one and six. ❞

❝ You already take care of me, so... ❞

❝ Next time you feel like sleeping outside, you can sleep in the Excelsior, it has beds and the like. ❞

°|

Cid looked at them for a second before smiling. ❝ You're welcome, little one. ❞ Softly, he patted their head.

Traps Koko with his coat.

❝ Want me to beat them up, kiddo? ❞

❝ As long as it's just that... ❞

Hmmm... ❝ Wanna come to my office? I could use your help with something. ❞ Maybe keeping Koko's mind occupied would help them.

❝ Not machinery, don't worry. Jessie wanted me to get my desk in some semblance of order, so... ❞

He /WILL/ marry that woman.

Oh, he will. He can be /so/ bloody charming.

Drops a box right in front of @GaleWithern. ❝ Happy Starlight, kiddo. ❞

º| But what if Marques!Au

~ ᴄᴀʟʟɪꜱᴛᴀ (ʀᴇᴍ) ᴄᴀʀᴠᴜꜱ~ ~ ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴇɴɢɪɴᴇᴇʀ ~ "ɪ'ᴠᴇ ꜱᴇᴇɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀʀ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ. ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ." ♡ + ↺? #ꜰꜰxɪᴠʀᴘ | #ʀɪɴ | #ꜰꜰʀᴘ

But what if he wasn't dead? And just buried under a pile of his own work?

Jessie buried him. Literally. But he managed to finish his work. For the next six months. ❝ Cal. . . ❞ He growled.

º| Gonna try and get back here slowly, life was messy (tm) these past few months.