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Knowing that Tavi had not returned to the safety of home (wherever that may be) made Hiram's gut clench with worry. It wasn't safe alone -- especially not for one in Tavi's mental state. Nevertheless, the Cardinal was surprised that Valette was also on the case. "Val?" He asked, somewhat surprised. To know that she was looking too brought him some semblance of ease. "She's my daughter -- you can trust her. There aren't many out there that care about Tavi as much as she does." He was so proud. Though she had grown up fast, she grew up kind. 

As Stark went on to explain, Hiram realized Tavi's condition was worse than he thought. It was good that he came, he figured. It was good that he could see Tam -- safe. "When I found her, she was babbling incoherently. She ran before I could help her." Though there was likely nothing he could have done, he could have at least offered her the safety of his church. "I worry about her -- and I was worried about Tam. I had to come."

Hiram dipped down to the pups level, allowing himself a good look at his son for the first time. Tears welled in his eyes. "We're gonna find mum, OK? And we're gonna make her better again.""