"Dada, huh?" he chuckled, "Aw, man, I thought you'd keep to the stuffy formal one. To be honest, I can just be 'Prom'. Hythlodaeus can be Papa, probably."
After all, Prometheus felt weird taking on a parental mantle. He was too... something. Academically minded? He loved Aza, obviously, but at the same time it was tempered with a clinical kind of interest, a fascination in how the merging of Amaurotine and Draconic genetics would adapt to each other. It was the same fascination he felt in the emotional development of his Armigers, and while it didn't invalidate the love and affection he felt, it did tarnish his parental role. He felt, anyways.
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"Dada, huh?" he chuckled, "Aw, man, I thought you'd keep to the stuffy formal one. To be honest, I can just be 'Prom'. Hythlodaeus can be Papa, probably."
After all, Prometheus felt weird taking on a parental mantle. He was too... something. Academically minded? He loved Aza, obviously, but at the same time it was tempered with a clinical kind of interest, a fascination in how the merging of Amaurotine and Draconic genetics would adapt to each other. It was the same fascination he felt in the emotional development of his Armigers, and while it didn't invalidate the love and affection he felt, it did tarnish his parental role. He felt, anyways.