"Some of these strays can be dangerous, Nina. Just...be careful." Not little Elion here. Look at him, trying to swat at one of Gadriel's armor communion ports. Perfect little predator.
He scooped up Elion, trying to get the kitten to look him in the eye. "No more garbage for you. That is not balanced nutrition." He needs balanced nutrients, obviously. But that brought up..."what does he eat?" Yes he's super well responsible here. Best cat dad ever.
"As careful as I always am." Read: not at all. Nina laughed. "I brought some chicken and fish for him." She motioned to the wrapped package she had pulled out earlier. "They're carnivores. Once he's a little older he'll probably hunt his own food if you're keeping him out here."
"If you need me to come and kill your 'dragons' when they go feral, please let me know."
Listen, if your life turns into a trainwreck, he will show up to stab the hell out of that train. In another world, in another context, it would be romantic as all get out to have someone volunteer to come and slay your dragons. Very swoonie. But this is Gadriel and Nina is his sister.
He gave Elion a gentle wiggle. "We eat the same things! I will hunt for you until you can catch your own." Elion responded by swatting at Gadriel's nose.
He was a little distracted with little Elion, who was flapping his little wings unable to take off but trying hard. "Do you want to fly? Here." He picked up Elion by the belly, to zoom him around.
Oh. Wait. He stopped, Elion flapping his wings impatiently. "Nina." His voice gets serious and almost, SHUT UP, emotional. "Thank you. For this. And everything." But mostly his little orange son
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That sounded...alarming. "And you just...carried these baby tyranids home?" STOP BEFRIENDING XENOS.
But that does raise a question. "Where did you find Elion?"
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"I have a habit of picking up strays. I was one myself." She muttered. "They're fine. You worry too much."
Uh. "...He was eating garbage outside one of the taverns."
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"Some of these strays can be dangerous, Nina. Just...be careful." Not little Elion here. Look at him, trying to swat at one of Gadriel's armor communion ports. Perfect little predator.
He scooped up Elion, trying to get the kitten to look him in the eye. "No more garbage for you. That is not balanced nutrition." He needs balanced nutrients, obviously. But that brought up..."what does he eat?" Yes he's super well responsible here. Best cat dad ever.
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"As careful as I always am." Read: not at all. Nina laughed. "I brought some chicken and fish for him." She motioned to the wrapped package she had pulled out earlier. "They're carnivores. Once he's a little older he'll probably hunt his own food if you're keeping him out here."
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Listen, if your life turns into a trainwreck, he will show up to stab the hell out of that train. In another world, in another context, it would be romantic as all get out to have someone volunteer to come and slay your dragons. Very swoonie. But this is Gadriel and Nina is his sister.
He gave Elion a gentle wiggle. "We eat the same things! I will hunt for you until you can catch your own." Elion responded by swatting at Gadriel's nose.
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Nina laughed. It was always funny seeing a big guy and a tiny animal. She was reminded of Caleb bringing home that puppy off the street—
Her laughter faded off at the thought. She shook her head. "I'll let you two bond."
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Oh. Wait. He stopped, Elion flapping his wings impatiently. "Nina." His voice gets serious and almost, SHUT UP, emotional. "Thank you. For this. And everything." But mostly his little orange son
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"You're welcome." She stood up, brushed herself off, and kissed the top of Gadriel's head, giving the kitten another pet. "Enjoy bonding time."