sons, sometimes when people asked about his daughter he would have to think about who she was.

but who was she?

Aphrodite wanted to take the boys out, urging him to at least have lunch with his daughter.

so here they sat, opposite ends of the table in almost complete silence.

why now, he though.

“so… how’s ballet been?” he asked. “haven’t drove you to a lesson in a while. i’ll have to do that… sometime.”