Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170607213356/@comment-26854056-20170730013138

Leon made a small excited noise at the back of his throat, not daring to even speak in fear of waking the children, who were napping in just the other room.

He peeked his head back through the doorway to check that they were well and truly asleep, before turning back to the two with an ecstatic smile on his face that promptly dropped once he looked at the way Ophelia was grieving.

He hesitantly reached out a hand to the taller woman's shoulder, a smile achingly similar to Elizabeth's gracing his features. But instead of looking plastic and artificial like it's counterparts, his was softer around the edges and prodded with a real care and concern. It must run in the family.

But it didn't stop it from indirectly hitting way too close to home. But at least a distinguish ing feature between the two relatives was that Leon fussed and fawned over people without a murderous ulterior motive.

"let's not... Think about that for now. But- The children would be enthralled! Come back inside, the both of you. You need to get cleaned up Oph and Harvard if you keep kneeling on the sand you'll have sand stuck on your prosthetic and it's an absolute nightmare to clean out!"