Whitefish River down to the river

Emrik scoffed at the girl, not perturbed by her tone. He wasn't her father, step-father wasn't the same thing. He hoped that one day she might come to see him in that light, but right now. He was fine just trying to be her friend. He simply choose to take the words as a friendly jab rather than anything else he could have construed it as. He wasn't trying to come in and be their parent, Speedy's kids were to old for that. No, any relationship's he hoped to forge would take time and patience. Both of which he had plenty.

"I know a few good places to see if you're interested Spica?" Of course after her remark he doubted she would want to know which places he thought were good. But, time and patience would mend all, and he had to keep trying.