As soon as he’d met his child for the first time, as soon as he held the tiny thing in his arms, Kent knew he’d love them forever. He still did. Even after being gone for years, he’d not lost any of that love.

But things were different, now. They weren’t the same. He wasn't foolish enough to deny that. When he had left, his child was so... young. They were grown now, so much more than he remembered. It felt... weird. Seeing them now as a near adult. He’d missed so much time... he wasn't sure he'd ever get to make that up again.