father of mine

Rhyme could feel Theory relax into his embrace, it was slow but he understood the weight that had been placed on her shoulders. He hoped that him being here to support her might relieve some of it. He nuzzled into her scruff affectionately as she began to speak and eventually pulling away to meet his similarly colored gaze. He couldn’t blame her for the barrage of questions.

”Poem is well. She’s being her usual self and has recruited a couple more sets of eyes to help look.” He offered the hopeful part too. ”Imperia tells me one’s name is Thaddeus, if you happen to run across him.” Not likely when Abaven was so cut off. ”No news on Mo.” He said sadly in a hushed tone. He tried to be strong for Theo, but knowing his daughter was still out there… He pushed onward.

”We all make mistakes, but you’re doing your best.” He told her confidently, ”I’m here now, I’ll help wherever I can.” Rhye tried to assure her as he leaned forward to give her a reassuring nudge on the cheek. ”We’ll come out of this stronger than we came in. Everything will work out in the end.” He told her confidently. He had to believe it, or he’d never rise from the ground when he woke up in the morning.