Silver Creek it's a mineral, marie

:D

Shreya greeted him with a yawn, and Casmir smiled in spite of himself. "actually, Shreya, it's you i wanna see," the boy responded, resisting the urge to creep close and peep at the little birds in their nest. motioning to the elder to follow, the Mayfair boy moved some feet away as not to disturb Indy and Laur, and then turned, squaring his shoulders.

"you're their grandma, so i wanted to have you in on this, but ... i want to adopt them. nothing changes, of course -- just that they have someone they can look to as a parent when they get older." his voice remained steady -- he was proud of himself for that -- but as he fell silent, he felt apprehension spark in his gut at what Shreya's response might be.