Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170224211505/@comment-28412230-20170224215538

"That's awfully sweet of you, Duck."

Maxwell hardened his gaze on the child's drawing, a genuine smile cracked through his lips as he gently pulled her in an embrace, with only one thought dominated in his mind.

In fact, he'd consider this option ever since we awoken from his comatose state for two weeks, ever since he met this little rascal.

"I've been thinking," he began, straightening his sweater's turtle neck, "Ever since we've known each other for three weeks, and our bond growing fonder..."

"I'm considering adopting you," his smile grew wider as he finished, but realized he needed to clarify on his request, "Meaning you can be my daughter."