Sage scrunched her face at the holopictures of Daikon and herself. Briefly, she wondered why Rhona had them in her personal storage space. She could always have taken old data and dumped it onto a disk. Pretty sure she did that for most of her patients information.<br/><br/>Cue remark about Rhona not giving much of a damn about most people.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF0000">"Why am I the only one without the funny cat ears?"</span>She asked. Pointed at the projection of her new sister for emphasis. Rhona was smart, and medically inclined, she reasoned. Surely, if anyone knew, it would be the snarky android.<br/><br/>===<br/><br/>Tarrok instantly went into comforting father mode. Both arms snug around his sons lanky shoulders. One big hand stroking the back of his head gently. Just let him vent it out for as long as he needed before he spoke up.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"So do I."</span><br/><br/>Gently, he lifted up his son and just held him up quietly for a second. Typically, Aiko was the councelor when Daikon or Sage had to talk. At the least, she was a much more comforting presence. So how, exactly, was he supposed to help him right now?<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Want to know how I dealt with this kind of stuff when I was your age?"</span>