Jason doesn't believe her. He knew he was. It had been such a very long time of being told he was. One time of being told he was not...was not going to change the years of being told he was. "If you say so..." he mutters. Flinching again when she took him by the hand. He does not pull free of her though. Merely follows her inside. He felt eyes upon him yet didn't care either. He was used to people judging him. Maybe they were staring at his clothing. Maybe not. He honestly didn't know and didn't care. He smiles as his children let delighted squeal type sounds when their father joined them.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">They wondered about their daddy holding the ladies hand but said nothing about it.</span></span><br/><br/>Jason sat down and hoped they were. His children were all that mattered to him. Nothing else mattered. He didn't even matter. No it was his babies that mattered.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Myxi was eating a piece of apple. She nods her head yet doesn't say anything. The smile on her lips spoke millions of actions though. She ate the crunchy yet juicy apple.</span><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Luka answers for both of them. "Yes. We are happy. We are eating the biggest meal we have ever seen. We have new toys. Daddy is with us...so we are very happy." He says rather to the pointly.</span><br/><br/>Jason smiled yet made no move to comment or say anything further himself. He merely would wait until his children had eaten. His head was spinning but he ignored it. He really needed to eat but could not bring himself to do so. Not while his children were needing it far more than himself.