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[conceptheart]

[wait. Hold up.]

How do you cross a heart? Don’t humans need those? Please do not brayk your heart it is important!

[kahunyaa]

[Kid you're going to be the death of his sanity.]

Kanoa, just get your butt home.

[conceptheart]

Okay I am going!

[And like, thirty seconds later:]

But your heart is not brokin rite? It stil works? Don't cross it okay?

[kahunyaa]

My heart is FINE, kid, but I might drop dead of old age if you take too long.

[conceptheart]

You said you were not going to die! You said you had many years!

[kahunyaa]

Kanoa.

I'm joking.

Please come home before I actually feed your dinner to the cats for real.

[conceptheart]

I do not like that joke. It is a scary joke.

But I am coming bak now.

[And he is, in fact, running back as fast as he can so he can attack Nanu with a great big hug.

And then listen to his heart. Hmm. Yup. That definitely is making heart sounds. Okay good.

Note that that’s out of the way, he’ll look up with a big smile.]

Hi. I am back. I am glad you did not die. Please do not get old.

[kahunyaa]

[You know, it's a good thing he's getting so used to the hugging. Because these days he accepts the affection all too easily, just gently patting the boy's head without even looking up from where he's scooping some curry chicken into a bowl of rice.]

[He even refrains from rolling his eyes at the comment, just giving a soft snort.]

I'll do my best to stop aging, just for you. But I can't make any promises.

Here.

[And he's going to slide that steaming hot bowl right on over to Kanoa. Sorry he lied about feeding it to the cats.]

[conceptheart]

[Wait. Waaait. Was that?]

[COULD IT BE?!]

[IT WAS!]

It's chicken dinner! Papa! It's chicken dinner!

[He's so happy right now! There are no words!]

[kahunyaa]

[THAT SMILE THO. Like Nanu just made him the happiest little baby in the whole world.]

[God, between Kanoa and Acerola it's no wonder he's gotten so damn soft in his old age.]

Sorry I lied, kiddo. Will you forgive me?

[conceptheart]

You tricked me!

[He says, but he's all full of giggles.]

Silly papa! Of course! I got chicken dinner!