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He wasn’t prepared for this. Despite himself being a father to her this entire time he wasn’t ready to have this conversation. He shifts gently as he sits slightly away from her. Hormonal wasn’t she? Wasn’t this the kind of stuff mother’s usually explained to their daughters. He was sure he could manage something that could help her. “Aye poppet ye know I ain’t the ones to be saying things on these matters.” She was confused and upset at the same time and yet she was angry because she couldn’t control everything.
Sighing he wraps an arm around her and pulls her a bit close. “Aye ye can cry on me. After we’ll go talk to one of the other lasses. She can explain things better than I.” He was being honest. There were so many boys to look after he sometimes lost track they had a daughter.
















