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it was quite a question, and not one merrick had expected to answer. 
time passed;
a muscle jumped in his jawline, anger tensing the dark planes of his scar-wreathed face. 
"yes."
an inhale, steadying himself. the bruin-witch did not glance at surya.
"he was a weak man who left when i was barely more than an infant. my mother abandoned me not so long after, to look for her sister's children."
a bitter, thin smile.
"i was her only child."
the serpent, uncoiling behind his single eye.
"fathers are created."