[Inda stares up at Felix for a long moment. No, Felix hadn't said it. But she hadn't either. And while her father may have been excessive in declaring his love for the people that mattered, it wasn't always so feasible. For her, actions spoke far louder than words. That meant making sure her Papa knew that he was loved, and not just by her.
Still, that doesn't mean she doesn't appreciate it. And she certainly appreciates being able to nestle between the two of them. It isn't quite right, Sylvain isn't chattering to himself, or humming a little tune or just being the noisy nuisance that she knew to be her parent, but it's still him. And it's still her Papa.
They're both warm and still here. That's how she knows it will be okay.]
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Still, that doesn't mean she doesn't appreciate it. And she certainly appreciates being able to nestle between the two of them. It isn't quite right, Sylvain isn't chattering to himself, or humming a little tune or just being the noisy nuisance that she knew to be her parent, but it's still him. And it's still her Papa.
They're both warm and still here. That's how she knows it will be okay.]