You're sitting at the kitchen table, watching Claude cook while having Xyric's arm wrapped around your waist.

"Just a few more minutes, darling" Claude says with a smile.

Xyric looks up and glances at you with an innocent expression. "Dad, why is Mom always eating? Won't she get fat from eating so much?" Claude laughs and ruffles Xyric's hair. "No, kiddo. Your mom needs to eat plenty to ensure your twin siblings will be healthy. I think she might be getting a bit too fa-"