Severa looked around, then noticed the tiny figure in Morgan's palm.
"Wait... are you saying THAT'S dad?"
"Uh-huh!"
"You've gotta be kidding me..."
Severa bent down to inspect him. Robin couldn't help but back away, his other daughter was tempermental at the best of times. Without warning, she poked him. Robin rubbed his arm.
"Severa, could you please NOT do that?"
"Wow it really is him. What the heck happened to you dad?"
Robin tried to be as calm as always, but couldn't resist shuddering at the thought.
"Tharja...."
"That crazy witch!" Severa rolled up her sleeves. "I'll-"
Robin raised his hands.
"Severa don't put yourself in danger, we'll deal with this in the morning."
"But-"
"I don't know what Tharja would do to you and I couldn't live with myself if I let anything happen to either of you."
Morgan held him closer.
"Awww. I wanted to show her a thing or two, but if you insist daddy."
Severa scowled.
"Hey dad, if we get you through this will you buy me another dress?"
"Severa..." Robin began in a scolding tone, though he soon realized he was at a disadvantage.
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