Hoshor Plains you didn't come this far to only come this far.

While Fig went into puppy mode, Phox remained totally stoic.

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PSYCHE! He carried on just as puppy-mode as his kiddo, squirming and worming his way through the reunion without a care in the world, happy little licks everywhere as he showered Figment with all the love and attention to make up for lost time. Then, there was a sudden stillness, followed by a question unspoken. Phox hardly thought about his lack of leg anymore, except when it was pointed out.

Oh fuck, yeah. About that. I'm one leg down, but getting around okay. How are you?! How has the traveling been?! What's new?! The questions came flying, deflecting the attention off his impairment and onto his firstborn boy.