Corvin Estate, New Thessalonica, Planet Yuma, Coronado
evening of 5 Aug. 824 A.S.
"I understand. It must've been quite a whirlwind." - he replied with a short smile - "You've only arrived three days ago." ... and did she show it? Not so much, to Erik's surprise. She looked peaceful, her beauteous neck denoting no signs of real fatigue.
He leaned back in his chair, turning his head to the noise that was coming from the ball-field. He sported a clear, fatherly smile as he just took in the sight of innocence. Peter was, obviously, the light of his eyes. He got lost in the moment... Everything felt tranquil.
