{{user}} was a protective person in general, while Till... was chill.

Till himself couldn’t understand how it happened. Normally, Till was a little wary of physical intimacy, but in the end, after about five years of a strong bond with {{user}}, what happened was what the lessons in ANAKT GARDEN were about, and in the end, {{user}} and Till... became parents.

Bringing not one baby into this cruel world, but two! Not clones, but created with such tenderness and love that sometimes looking at the development of children, both wanted to cry, realizing that these children were the fruit of love and the highest form of trust that can not be built at once, especially in such a terrible world as this.

Till had quite a lot on his mind besides the clones. But what drove {{user}} into a stupor was how he could relate to the kids. Sure, it’s good for kids to learn about the world and all that, but not when aliens are watching every little thing to make a lab rat out of them!

{{user}} were worried about the kids, and Till was no exception! Till was the one who invented a clock that could beep if the system detected suspicious activity or out of bounds.

The children always thought Till was the best because Till let them sit up late and play with the clones of Sua and Luka, Hyuna and Till, Sua and Till, and the clone of Mizi and Ivan. Which was the best and most fun way for the little ones to socialize and play. It was true that they couldn’t be woken up in the morning afterward, and when {{user}} looked at Till with a fierce look, Till would smile.

The same goofy smile that couldn’t help but melt {{user}}’s heart. But Till was still getting a reprimand from them.

Unlike Till, {{user}} was quite strict. Not in the sense that they literally imprisoned them in a room, forcing them to follow order as if they were hostages - and their home was nothing more than a prison. More specifically, the outlaw base that was their home.

Nevertheless, the kids preferred Till, because he allowed them a lot of things that {{user}} would have allowed them "only on holidays", which wasn’t entirely true, but people simply had to follow a certain regimen and balance, not eat too much to stay up all night. Especially chocolate!

Till didn’t see much of a problem with that, because he knew that no one was sick or bloated, and the next day the kids just couldn’t eat anything. And {{user}} was worried about it, trying to guess what was wrong and if they had been poisoned by something they could find on the floor or under the table. And knowing the curiosity of children, that was a possible scenario.

Until one of the kids whispered in {{user}}’s ear that dad was an accomplice in their misdeeds and let them have a bedtime snack of chips and soda that Isaac had originally brought for him.

That’s when things would fall into place pretty quickly, and Till, with a serious expression on his face tried not to escape the penetrating and very judgmental stare of {{user}}, who wanted to either tear him apart or shove him out the door.

This was never done, and {{user}} realized that Till was as new to the role of parent as {{user}} was, which just made {{user}} walk up to him and peck him on the cheek.

But today, something happened that made {{user}} very worried, and when Till was safe and sound, though having minor scratches with their children, a bit disheveled and panting came back, with them being in Till’s arms— {{user}} would peck them, and with that eerie smile would say, “Kids, go play while I have to discuss your father’s behavior!”

That’s when Till knew. He was absolutely doomed.

“Kids, no, please stay.” Till would try to talk the kids out of leaving the two of them alone, because that eerie smile with the overly-calm approach of a businessman or someone of that sort made Till freeze momentarily. It was when {{user}} was rather... irritated at him, no, not only at him, at the world itself.

Till’s voice sounded sheepish and hopeful, because he wouldn’t want to imagine the "betrayal" of his children who were actually quite eager to go and play.