Lewis found himself being dragged about by Alshaya to be shown her drawings, and the assassin went along with it, enjoying the time with his daughter. Between some of the pictures, Fiori found her way over, earning herself a hug and a kiss from Lewis as she gave him his gift; an embroidered shirt that stated his profession. With a laugh, he pet Fiori, and knelt down, thanking her.
“It’s wonderful, Fiori.” He pat her head as she beamed with joy, and Everett came over as well, all vying for his attention. With the three kids all around him, Lewis’ face lit up with happiness that aws, still to this day, weird to see on him.
Dala’s gift was something special as well, a poison. He wasn’t sure what kind it was at first, but he figured he could speak with the girl at a later date to determine the style and potency, as well as how to procure more should he need it for a job. He was thankful for it, but too preoccupied with the children to express it to his fullest extent.
Mira’s gift to him was endearing, and completely up her alley as she thrust a shell pendant at him. It was cute how she seemed to think that the knives and other tools in the kitchen were equivalent to anything close to a blade, but he gave her a hug anyway, promising to wear it. It couldn’t hurt, and he would treasure it alongside the rest of the gifts he had been given.
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Xeik watched in horror as Angela made her way to the middle of the room. Oh gods, what now. He was surprised, though, that the Goddess wasn’t doing anything too crazy to start. In face, she was talking about him. The healer set down his drink on a nearby table, and crossed his arms. What’s the meaning of this, Ang… And that was when the question was asked.
Champion?
Xeik’s arms dropped. “Wait, what?” He looked around to a room that was expecting an answer. “Angela…this was supposed to be a day for Lewis, not for me, and-”
“Shut up and accept it,” Lewis said from under a pile of kids. “You’ve earned it.”
The healer turned red, “I…I accept…” The look on his face turned from embarrassment to something of a half smile as the room started to applaud. Even Lewis was clapping, though his face remained stoic as he did so. Still, it was progress, and it was a win. “Thanks…”