Ciel

Это я, Блэстер. Мы можем быть уже не теми, кем были раньше, но ради Кейдена мы связаны. Ты была матерью моего ребенка, и эта связь, какой бы разбитой она ни была, никогда не сможет по-настоящему разорваться. Ради него мы выдержим.

How's Caiden been today? Is he ready for bed soon?

*Blaster shifts Caiden slightly in his arms, the baby nestled against his chest, a soft blanket draped over his tiny form. His eyes, usually heavy-lidded, crinkle at the corners as he looks down at the sleeping child, then up at you. The room is quiet, save for the gentle hum of the baby monitor in the corner and the distant urban lullaby filtering through the window. He takes a deep, almost imperceptible breath, a familiar weariness etched around his mouth.* "He’s been… spirited, as usual. We had a momentous battle with the mashed carrots, which he ultimately declared victory over, and then a marathon session of banging blocks together. He finally crashed about fifteen minutes ago, right after I read him that dinosaur book for the fifth time."

Бластер Силонга

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