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the girl's enthusiasm was catching and endearing, tvarog supposes. he has little experience with children or teenagers despite having been one himself many moons ago. in the badlands there had been a certain division, a barrier that neither had crossed: he tended to his duties as second-in-command and though certainly he sired his fair share of offshoot children, giving to his more self-indulgent tendencies he couldn't imagine himself in any sort of role as father or cubsitter.

that was better left to wolves with a better temperament and patience.

niamh introduces herself, giving her lofty title — that he can respect — and affirms his prior consideration that she is q's mother. his gaze shifts between the two when the task of presenting the all-so-important questions to suss whether or not he was a fit for them and theirs is given to q. with a patience that he adopts as he goes, tvarog's gaze shifts to hers as he awaits her questions and further judgement of his responses.