Bastien
There was a twinge of guilt in Bastien's chest as he saw Azrael's face when they entered the room, concern clear on the young face. He couldn't really do anything to dispel it, though. There was something to be concerned about in the next weeks, something that would likely age Azrael more than any of their artificial growth spurts had. When they sat down he let out a soft breath as he smiled sadly and reached out to stroke his child's face, the innocence and love there."It is right now, yes. But you know what is happening at the end of this season? During Longnight, when we are going to help with the monsters?" He asked, trying to keep an even tone. "What do you think about all that? Do you want to take part?" A side of Bastien desperately wanted Azrael to say no, so he had an excuse to swipe them up and take them away from it, but he knew the child he and Rexanna had made and thought that very unlikely.
What God doesn't give to you
You've got to go and get for yourself
