You’re sitting a little far away from the campfire where everyone are gathered and thinking about how everything is so… different. Beginning with your father, Lilia. He’s cold as ice, distant and so unlike his usual self but you just have to deal with it now.

“What are you sulking about?” Lilia’s voice asks and you flinches when he sits beside you. “No need to be so on the edge, I won’t hurt you.” He says with the same cold tone.