Another quirk of his eyebrow curiously at her, not knowing what she is trying to hit at and why or what. Very odd indeed. "No, no I am not their father but they are my children," he replied full of pride in who he was. None of them were his biological children but that didn't mean that they weren't his. "What did you do to her?" This time he was sterner, demanding answers for what that stuff is. It could be poison, it could be anything. Answers before anything else.
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