"I'm okay. Dadddy's dead, someone stabbed him with a knife. Uncle Badd doesn't know how to send messages to Manda'tra so I couldn't tell anyone in the clan." She buried her face against his shoulder. "I missed you."
Badd watched them talk in their crazy mando space language and felt very left out in the cold. This was something she and Byrne had kept private for themselves, and with Byrne gone he had no idea how to make sure she still had that.
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Date: 2014-12-21 03:29 pm (UTC)Badd watched them talk in their crazy mando space language and felt very left out in the cold. This was something she and Byrne had kept private for themselves, and with Byrne gone he had no idea how to make sure she still had that.