Day knocked on the door softly and peered her head into the room. "Rath?..." She enters the room and closes the door behind her quietly. She took a deep breath before slowly approaching him and speaking. "Look, I know how you feel about daddy. But there's no need to worry! I'm going to help him change! You'll see, he'll be better this time around and everything will be wonderful!"
He’s bent over his Warmaster desk with both palms flat and arms bent sharply, nails digging into the fine wood as she enters. He doesn’t turn towards her until she speaks, pivoting right quick and balling up his hands into fists.
“Day, I... really, really don’t want to talk about this right now,” he growls out, teeth grinding furiously behind his words.