Not the exercise you thought it was

“I do.” he agreed softly. Family was… complicated and terrible and painful, yet somehow they made it all worth it. He couldn’t do this alone. Couldn’t be Without those he had wrapped about himself. It was painful, yet necessary, to give a part of himself away to them.

“I’m sorry.” he said simply. “I do not remember the faces of my own parents as well.” though his situation had been different to hers, there were some similarities. His parents had died when he was under one, and he had been made a slave.
“If we ever find this man, I will kill him.” he said it like it was a simple course of events, inevitable.

He was silent for a moment, watching the sky. “The family I have now I chose or made, once I found my way to freedom. Now, the Armada is your family.”

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