Your daughter grumbles about the problems she faced, muttering solutions that you know won't work in the case at hand.
You lightly tussle your daughter's hair, smiling as you she gives a soft scoff. Her arms crossed over her torso and with the light pout, gives off an intense feeling of both delight and worry from you.
You tell her she looks adorable, and that causes her to flush brightly and look to you with great shock.
"T-that hardly has anything to do with-." Your daughter splutters, her cheeks fading a lighter shade of pink. Her arms uncross and she mimics Singh by placing closed fists just a tad above her waist. If anything it is far more endearing, as the slight jut of her slim lips refuse to leave and is framed by the hues of her blush.
[Karma Check: 20: Success]
[+5 Karma]
You wheel her about and encapsulate her in a hug, for a moment she freezes, but it is returned with only the slightest of hesitation on her part. You tell her gently that it was not a test she needed to succeed in, and you remind her that you never said it was a test in the first place.
"B-but, then what was it?" Your daughter looks up to you, her eyes wide though slightly upraised. It is as though tears are about to form, and you lightly brush a thumb across her cheek to hopefully dissuade anymore sorrow from her. "I-I didn't disappoint you? Right?"
You shake your head and smile, telling her that she acted exactly how you expected she would act.
"T-then what was the reason? You could have merely said…" Realization dawns upon her, a sharp inhalation of air issuing a gasp from her slight mouth. Eyes widen… and begin to water as she presses herself into you even further. "…A hard life. This is what you meant, and you didn't merely wish for me to know it be words alone."
You carefully explain that the life she just felt would be the life of a normal person in the empire, and the coppers you just gave her would have been the fruits of maybe a dozen days of hard work. She parts from you, but takes a seat next to you as you settle upon a rock, you take to watching the waves for a few moments, enjoying the soothing sight of a massive amount of liquid death at your disposal.
"…You're mean." Your daughter complains softly a moment afterward, wiping a stray tear from her eye. Then she leans her head against you, softly sighing. "I am but a child, but I have power beyond that of many that I have ever met. You… you mean to teach me in a way that I will remember forever, not just in words or abstract thoughts. You want me to remember… as though you won't be there to remind me. As though one day you won't be at my side."
You look to her in surprise, your focus from the ocean taken away immediately at the accusation leveled upon you.
[] My promise stands, I will be with you forever.
[] It was my honor to raise you, but it took no time to pass before I truly loved you. I knew then that I had to raise you as though you truly are my child, my death taken into account among other things.
[] I don't mean that. (Bad Choice)