Thread:WendigoLamet/@comment-36459171-20191206011638/@comment-36459171-20200203005813

Just seeing Kohana in person was enough to sway him with awe, although at first he was a bit awkward. Not to mix it up, he liked children, it was just his first genuine encounter with one after so many years, so he wasn't surprised that she began to cry when she neared him. "Let's just hope she doesn't eat me, right?" He chuckled though a bit nervously, rubbing his arm as he leaned against the wall. He glanced towards Kars, who despite his stone face even he seemed a bit confused, and wondered how he could possibly be a father. Genji heavily doubt in his ability to raise any sort of organism in general, with the man's knack for ruthlessness paired with his philosophies, he was more likely to kill the child if anything. He didn't trust Kars around Kohana, and so he made a mental note to keep an eye on her.

He raised an inquisitive brow towards Esidisi as he spoke his inquiry. That's a bit unlike him, He thought to himself, pursing his lips before he gave an answer. "I wouldn't think of harming anyone innocent, I'd rather die with my humanity. Immortality may seem good at first, but in the end, all you'll see is everyone you love slowly begin to perish, and as time moved on you would forever be tied down to that body. That's the value of life, you only live once, and that's why you make the best of it." He spoke genuinely, going silent momentarily before glancing back up to his husband, "That's an odd question, why do you ask?"

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"Then just give her flowers. If she'd allergic, exposure will surely make it go away." He grumbled, almost irritably, as if he was upset he didn't get his daily flower braid. Though his grouchiness seemed to disappear when she tucked the flower behind his ear. "You shouldn't think like that." He quickly spoke over her statement, "You need to worry about yourself... and Nirvana." He added on after a moment's pause, "You know I'm capable of fending for myself." He huffed, and though his tone seemed sharp, he attempted the lightest voice possible, at least from him. "If anything, she should focus on her physical strength just as much as she would on her charisma. Being able to sway the people with words is one thing, but if you can't back up your words, it's only a matter of time before your end." He spoke matter of factly. Admittedly, sometimes he'd forget that Nirvana was just a child, and more or less tried to replicate himself onto her unknowingly.

"Dreams are fictional." He countered sternly, thinking nothing of it. "What do I want her to be?" He echoed questioningly, yet without pause he answered, "I want her to be strong. She should be capable of turning a whole people to her side and carrying mountains on her back. Strength is power, and if you don't have power you're kicked to the curb."