"He's definitely not going to give her up easily."
"She was his daughter before they were together."
He sat down. "I'm not going to go against you for your descision."
He put a light shield around himself that was crackling with electricity. "I don't care if you want him."
"Tell me. I can deal with pain better than the puppets."
"You'll what?" "The closest two people can get and in eternal love."
He tapped his foot on the floor as he put a hand on his hip. "Who?" He repeated again. "Dad doesn't tolerate secret relationships." "We're husband and wife."
"Who?" "About what?"
"Why do you want to be the youngest?" He purred.
He shrugged.
He licked her face. "What do you want?"
"Please don't go away."
"Sephiroth and Luana."
"What's wrong, dear?"
He licked her head.
He wrapped his tail around hers.
"In the library."
He started lapping up the blood.
He summoned a bowl of blood and nudged it towards her.
He whimpered.
