It's been some time

Kotori waited, imagining what they might discuss and memories of what it was like being in the armada.  Honestly, most of those memories were in their older home though, the grasslands and beach closer to where Valta was now.

How could he not expect the embrace his father gave?  Dad was always big into hugs. Kotori of course did his part in the embrace and it did have a nice homey feeling to it. “Hi dad,” Ko replied, stepping back once the hug and kiss was finished, just enough so they weren’t pressing up on each other.  “Yeah, I was thinking it had been some time since we’d last seen each other.  How are you doing? How is – the rest of the family.” Mom was dead and he knew it.  How could he so quickly almost make such a huge mistake of asking on her?  Good that dad couldn’t read minds at least.

"Kotori Fatalis"