what about goldfish crackers

Banshee lingered on the shore, and he watched her quietly for a moment. For such a young man, Iroh had patience for days. He offered a comforting smile if she wanted it, and put his focus on the surface of the water as he waded out further into the depths. Though her caught her shrugging the words off she couldn’t be totally unbothered by their disappearance. She’d mentioned how lonely she was. He couldn’t imagine losing his mom and Zagan.

”What’s your dad like?” He asked her so he might not make her dwell on her lost family. Iroh had a few good male role models, but as the thought wormed into his head he tried to picture what his sire might look like or be. Maybe he was lord Abraxas after all. Malleus was nice, but he had his own kids to worry about. Pyrrhic was more like a big brother than a dad. It was a strange concept the boy explored quietly as he looked for fish. With another dive of his face to the water he sought out to catch another fish. Hopefully the golden one this time.