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The room had no windows, which was unusual for anything that Darryn requested. From his Scintillian background he always wanted large windows, stained glass and generally set high into the ceilings or spanning the whole walls.

This room had not a single window though, but it was still light inside. Darryn had crafted a sun from his own light and power - just a small one, that would fit between his hands, but it lit the entire room and hung high in the ceiling.

It was also filled with sand that Darryn had crafted. Piles of it that filled every corner of the room, sometimes crawled as high as the ceiling. In the sand Darryn could use his magic, create a swirling vision of Phosphorumbra to look over, or more specific parts of the whole world.

He was doing that now, sat cross legged on the floor with a small swirling whirlwind of sand that showed him the city of Lamsence which he gazed at even while he heard the door behind him open.

"Something you need?" He asked, gesturing at the sand so that it took his view back, to take in Passiada state as a whole.

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"I do love an excuse for cakes."

Darryn allowed the view of Phosphorumbra to die down, leaving the sand level until he forced it up and into a solid table shape, somewhere for Gil to place the plate.

"How's my Gila-monster doing today?"

"Okay." Gil answered setting the cakes down. There were indeed ones of all colours and flavours and they smelt sweet and warm.

"It's quiet around the library today. Charon and Shini are both away, father and you are working so..."

"So you busied yourself in the kitchen?"

Darryn crossed his legs and took his son's arm, letting him sit on his lap. Gilbert had always been small, and even fully grown he was a slender and petite boy - perfect for lap sitting.

He stroked his son's hair, "Not too bored and lonely, right?"

"I was a bit." Gilbert admitted. His daddy always knew him so well. "But now I'm with you, so if you don't mind?" His unfinished question implied that he might stay for a while, maybe even help Darryn where he could with his duties as a demi god of Phosphoreumbra.

Using magic he bought a cupcake over. It was dark chocolate brown wrapped in red paper and forested with cream icing and chocolate curls. He stuck his finger in the icing then held it up behind his head for Darryn.

Darryn leant forward and took a bite of the cake, chewing it thoughtfully. He ruffled Gil's hair, grinning at the back of the boy's head, "It's good" he commented although that could have been in reference to the cake or his son's visiting him.

"Do you not want to travel like Shinii and Charon, Gil?"

Gil didn't answer right away, sucking the icing off his finger and enjoying that icing sugar sweetness lighten him up inside.

"I don't know." He said with a sigh. "I'll be alive forever, so I probably will some day."

Darryn gave a sigh, "Yeah. Living forever is... a strange thing, isn't it, son?" He wrapped his arms around Gilbert's waist and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"Weighs on me heavy if I think about it. But... yeah it gives you lots of time to do everything."

Darryn pressed his cheek against the back of Gil's head, feeling the silkiness of his son's hair against his skin. He thought perhaps Gilbert was feeling sad, thinking about the fleeting time he had left with his partner, but he wasn't sure. He didn't want to bring it up if it wasn't forefront in the boy's mind.

"I know dad." Gilbert said softly. He did, he understood that about Darryn very well and worried about him often because of it.

He was also thinking of the short time he had left with his partner, but indeed he wasn't about to bring it up. The way it had been bought up last still left him very uncomfortable in his heart.

"When this part of my life is over, we'll see what happens next."

"We will see," Darryn agreed. He had no doubt his children could persevere whatever hardships eternal life threw at them; although he didn't really have to like it.

He squeezed his son tighter, then reached around him and took a cupcake of his own.

"You know, Gil, when it gets to this part of your life being over, you're not alone." Darryn bit his cake in half. "I mean, I know it seems like you guys have to be mature, growing up in this library, but I've lost a lot of people in my time, and Shinii did too. So we'll understand."

Darryn would ave felt his son get heavier in his arms. He knew where this conversation was going an he didn't like it. Of course, he wasn't one to exercise avoidance. If something needed to be said, it needed to be said, but like his fathers attitude to certain things, he didn't have to like it.

"I know it's okay to be sad, dad." He reassured his father. He did indeed know that, but he would rather be happy. His partner was going to die one day, that would not be a happy time. When he had chosen to spend a part of his life with Risen, he had hoped the two of them could determine the beginning and end, without things like death coming into it.

"I know, you know." Darryn fell silent a moment.

He lifted his hands and worked them into his son's hair, stroking through the golden and blue strands with his rough fingers and tattooed thumbs.

"It doesn't necessarily get easier though," Darryn said after a minute more. "It really doesn't... and I don't want you to think it does and then maybe it won't and you'll resent us for not letting you know that it just gets to be that you keep going rather than you walked away from it.

"I mean..." Darryn tried to get his mind off rambling-dad and into sensible-dad. "You can't walk away from your pain, its your shadow, it's always under you. You know?"

"Dad," Gilbert stooped his father, trying to smile gently but finding it hard with tears moistening his eyes.

"Don't make me think about it until it happens. Please. I'm already helpless because I started this thing. Don't make me think about the end."

"Right."

Darryn was sitting behind Gil without a way to really see his face, but he knew his son enough to pass his thumbs under the boy's eyes before he just wrapped both his arms around the boy's waist and hugged him in a tight silence.

Gilbert hugged back, contented to just be sad on his father for a while. He had spent a good five hundred years with Rizen. The Wolf was not going to live forever, but Gil would stay with him until his end regardless.

"Love you, Dad."

Darryn wondered why his boy was stronger than him most of the time. He must have done something right with him.

"I love you, Gilamonster."

The blond reached around Gil and pointed at the cakes, "Hey. You made those. Not going to eat another?"

"Yeah!" Gil perked up. He had daddy and cakes. It was all good. "Pass me a lemon one!"

Darryn plucked a lemon-looking cake from the pile, placing it before his son's mouth.

"Just came to give me some cakes and then eat them yourself, huh?"

"You have to share, Dad, because you're a role model." Gil smiled, biting the cake and making a happy 'mmm' sound as he chewed the soft sponge.

"I don't think I agreed to that rule." But Darryn left his son to eating most of the cakes, happy to see any of his children contented with their sweets and eating well.

"You know, I don't know what I'd do if one of you kids became a picky eater or something."

"Well, if you ever have a child who is a picky eater we'll know it doesn't take after you."

"Hey," Darryn looked over Gilbert's shoulder, lifting his eyebrow. "Your dad's not that picky an eater either."

"No, I suppose not." Gil hummed. "He's wrong about sweets though. Totally utterly wrong."

"I've gotten use to the whole salty-sweet thing and sugary-savoury after this long with him," Darryn admitted. "Like he's probably gotten used to permanent sunshine."

"People make allowances for each other, don't they dad?" Gil smiled. "I'm used to Rizen's possessive behaviour, and dad's... Even if it's uncalled for."

"I'm glad you and Rizen can accept each others foibles."

Darryn scooped some more icing from the cupcake in Gil's hands. "Not that I think my baby has anything others have to make allowances for, being that he's perfect."

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Darryn loves you so bad Gil BUT I HAVE NO IDEA WHERE THIS IS GOING

It's okay we can end if you want? It's just cuteness.

Just so long as its not SUPPOSED to go somewhere

Nah XD Just daddy son time

Darryn's favourite time

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