[ nero's head lolls to the side, lazy and cat-like as he studies the man's reaction... and his face.
true, grimiore valentine had died more than thirty years ago. who was the man before him then? a son who was born shortly after their father's death? nero knew the name but not the life the man had lived, only that he was the byproduct of his research into the stagnation of mako.
and a crackpot theory about human weaponry cooked up by someone with far too much time on their head. ]
My birth was a result of his research. [ nero's eyes meet his. ] Which begs the question... are you a son or a fellow sin?
no subject
[ nero's head lolls to the side, lazy and cat-like as he studies the man's reaction... and his face.
true, grimiore valentine had died more than thirty years ago. who was the man before him then? a son who was born shortly after their father's death? nero knew the name but not the life the man had lived, only that he was the byproduct of his research into the stagnation of mako.
and a crackpot theory about human weaponry cooked up by someone with far too much time on their head. ]
My birth was a result of his research. [ nero's eyes meet his. ] Which begs the question... are you a son or a fellow sin?