Redhawk Caldera Class like a Kennedy

It was strange to talk to his daughter as if she were a real person. Granted, she was, but at the same time in his mind, Tierra and Sphyra and Caracal, they were all small bundles that needed him for protection and food. It had been many months since anyone had needed him like that but he couldn't shake the competing sensations at war within his mind when he thought of his family.

When Tierra mentioned her grandmothers, Reyes couldn't help the smile that split across his face. She sassed him a bit about the details and he let out a small chuckle. There were many things Reyes had been through, people he'd dealt with, and places he'd been, which he would never share with anyone — especially not his children. They already had a colorful view of him thanks to their mother, and he wasn't going to make that any worse, or validate Towhee's assumptions in any way.

Well... Not all the places I went were good places, exactly. I wouldn't want you to go off hunting for the same kinds of adventures. That was vague enough to put a stop to Tierra's questions, right? Or the opposite. Reyes wasn't sure how to broach the subject of pirates.

I think you should go visit Sapphique. He offered that up as a sort-of compromise. Your grandmothers have better stories than me anyway. Rosalyn for sure. Maybe we could go together sometime.