The Sentinels leda & the swan

The male looked down at the child who was still so settled in touching him, so relaxed with him. It was surprising to him to say the least. He smiled despite himself, despite not knowing what was safe or okay. "Yes." He didn't hesitate when Deirdre asked her question, speaking before he even had the chance to really consider what that would mean. He would care for her, he would tend to her needs; he would be parent and friend and caregiver. 

"Would you like that, Witchhazel? To stay with me?" He asked, even as he watched with fond eyes as the little cherub snuck forward to investigate the pale witch.