— "Carry on with a strong heart"

The little child by your side clings behind you, leaning out slightly to peak up at Clive. The sight makes him pause, scrambling to say something

Because that's his child hiding behind you. Or rather, yours and his child

Clive licks his lips, eyes darting to to the child then back to you. 'Can I?', his eyes to seem to ask silently

Will you? Will you let him hold your child?