"Ok...well..."
the girls looked confused but curious as to why he needed consent to tell them
"I...sort of saw Maven crying while I was doing my job...and I-I..."
Maven got up cause she felt bad and she crawled over to him and kissed him on the head and held him wishing she could give off the warmth and soothing smile he always gave off,the girls saw it was dissapointing so they said
"how about a different question..?"
"I-um-...yeah..."
Maven started kissing him very gently trying to see if he would laugh
"What does your mom look like..?"
"O-oh! Um...'
"Is she pretty..?"
"How pretty is she?"
"Um...I don't..."
"o-oh..were so very sorry for what we just said..d-do you have a dad..?"
(hello?)
