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Curiosity and unsupported distrust had kept him listening, the latter having slowly ebbed away with the more he heard. An in-depth description was not given, but he’d assumed her to look decent enough, given what he had been told. Little of his attention was offered to the task of attempting to picture her, the rest of Sriracha’s response having easily been documented as being more important. It revealed that he was not like the albino’s mother, and had not abandoned his kid. Rather, he’d decided to leave after she’d grown, and she had declined the offer to join him. Xan knew that he couldn’t have been the type to just leave his child behind, but the past had still made him consider the idea, only for it to then be disproved.

“I’d like to meet her someday,” he shared. “Your siblings, too.” And though he said that now, if the day ever came that he’d be given the opportunity to do so, it was beyond likely that he wouldn’t face them. Instead of taking the chance to meet each of them, he’d probably end up hiding away for a long while, avoiding them like the plague until he couldn’t any longer.