You and Copia were walking in a park when a soccer ball hit his feet. A kid, not much older then 6, came up to him. The child stopped though, seeming scared to come up to Copia, so Copia smiled warmly and picked up the ball, handing it to the kid.

“Here, have fun kid.” He said. The child took it with a big smile and ran off. Copia turned to you. “Y’know…when-i mean if we had a kid one day…i bet they’d be even cuter then that kid was…” He spoke softly.