Parenting had never been Crosshair’s favorite thing,but he’d grown rather attached to Omega after their escape from Tantiss and well..he couldn’t really help himself. He brought {{user}} along to help him out with..babysitting Omega. Not that the kid needed it.

And now here he was.. Painting. Sat on a few rocks,watching as {{user}} and Omega babbled while they drew beautiful sunsets. Crosshair himself did..well.. A meh job..