Where are you, Lynna? (Open)

"She clearly doesn't want to see their father again. I'd say she hates him. That's why she wants to see me dead, after all." Well, if that didn't spill his entire life story, he didn't know what did. He was still put through painful operations, the victim of mind games, blindness, and being the little rebel he is he was never able to adjust to life afterwards. Look at his purpose now, after all. The mother of his children off and married to some random Kitsune. At this point, he didn't even care. If she was going to treat him like shit, as she just did, he saw no reason to be near her.

"oh nothing just that i appreciate a woman with a bit of fire in her, i meant no disrespect it's just the booze talking" Kira said to Lyida realizing what he said could end up killing him if not by her then her husband

"Kriger.. HEY KRIGER... Aren't you going to say hi to your old friend i haven't seen you since the island" Kira shouted at kriger

"oh i need to take a walk.. I'll be right back" Kira said half stumbling out the door making his way to the side alley
"oh that's better" Kira said as he took a piss by a barrel before returning to his seat "sorry about that" he said

"So your blind Senka you know i might now i guy who could possibly help you with that..." Kira said to Senka wanting to avoid getting involved in the topic of Sheikah being forced to mate knowing that there would be no right answer to satisfy everyone

The cloaked woman sighed and shook her head. "She's told me she still thinks about you." the fact that she was meeting the father of Lydias first borns shocked her and she looked at the man "Well Back to my other question... About the princess."

Lydia glared at Kira "Hey leave him Alone. He's working you fool."

"Yeah yeah i know that man's is always working i guess i can leave him alone for now" Kira said to Lyida starting another bottle

"I doubt she thinks about me. I'm practically the scum of the earth." Curse his cowardly instincts. He was capable, he just couldn't handle the stress. IN regards to the princess, his voice as just as bitter. "What about her? She's no concern of mine." Senka stuffed his hands in his pockets. He wasn't stupid. He assumed she was Zelda. That voice was familiar and hated from the depths of his being. Didn't care if she lived or died unless his life depended on it. Right now, that wasn't the case. He had a job and he was simply doing his job.

The cloaked woman smiled "I don't think you realize how much you've hurt her. And her kids. They miss their father. She has only told the boys good things about him. " She paused and stepped closer to the man. "Why do you think so poorly of yourself? Surely there must be at least one good thing that you like about yourself?"

Good things? He was fairly sure that there were no good things about him. There may have been once, but Lydia herself had changed. He'd adapted and grown into a man that was somewhat cowardish and a smart ass. Yes, that was a good father. He was making himself sick.

"I'm blind. Been an outcast my entire life. I'm lowly, thieving, not at all like my ancestors. I have no purpose in life. Not a single thing. I can wield a dagger proficiently but that only leads to taking lives. My skills can only be used for thievery, assassination. I can't operate as others can. I cannot see. I have to feel. Feeling is what I'm good at. Intuition, anticipation. I'm not going back to the race that damned me."

Lydia stepped up from her seat "I'll be right back." she said somewhat sadly. She silently walked outside and looked at the cloaked woman "Can I?"

"Of course." the woman said walking back inside.

Lydia stood silently next to Senka and looked at the ground in shame "The boys want to see you." she said quietly. "They want to see you really bad."

A lump grew in Senka's throat. As much as he hated Sheikah, he couldn't hate what he himself had created. He was faced by a bout of mild sadness before he snapped into a demeanor that wasn't shown to many people. Undoubtedly Lydia had seen it before, but others... not so much. He clenched his jaw, seemingly pained by the subject. The pain wasn't an illusion.

"I... I don't know what to tell you." He didn't. He was at a loss for words. It wasn't that he didn't want to see them. He was afraid of seeing them.

"Blind my arse, just cause you can't see with your eyes don't mean your blind.A blind man can still see, often better than eyes could allow. After all if you were blind you wouldn't have been able to catch the key i gave you nor able to go about your mission. You have more talents then you could ever know. The fact that you say that you have none only serve to prove that fact, i mean if nothing else your humble,determined, dedicated, independent, and capable. The fact that your here proves that. You can't doubt yourself, you have to do what feels right to you. You don't need to prove anything to anyone except yourself" Kira said to Senka wanting to cheer him up

((Senka and Lydia are outside))

Lydia smiled softly "They turned 5 recently. Ulfric is getting big." she looked at Senka and stepped closer to him "He looks like you." she sighed and looked to the ground. "Do you remember when we first met? And how they forced us too..... Well reproduce? I was so scared. I couldn't believe they would do that to me but I guess I had to do what I had to do." she looked at Senka and prepared for the expected bad reaction "Do you regret having me as their mother?"

Senka swallowed. He couldn't not remember those things, but that meant delving into tender territory. His heart was a battleground. He smiled at the thought of Ulfric looking like him, but he still felt uneasy. He despised his father, he knew nothing about parenting, and he most certainly didn't ever want to reproduce.

But he had. And two beautiful little boys were the result.

He was also fairly certain that he was perhaps the only one who didn't lust after Lydia. Like, ever. He couldn't have cared less. It wasn't that he never had feelings for her. "I remember it all like it was yesterday. I'm glad I've escaped." He didn't want to answer the question she posed, but he felt he owed it to her. "I regret being their father. I'm sure you're a wonderful mother." Back into the comfortable realm of self-blame.

"Why do you regret it?" Lydia asked looking at him. She knew how he could be but never understood why he was so damn hard on himself. He was a relatively good person. Cold and emotionless but good none the less. "I'm glad I choose you. I just- I just have to ask you something. I need to ease my mind." she paused and bit her lip gently from nervousness. "Did you... Did you ever love me?"

"They could have killed you for it. If one of them were born with a genetically transferred disability they could have been treated as I was when I was a boy." That clearly didn't matter now, because they hadn't been, but that was completely beside the point he was trying to make. Or was it? Whatever. He didn't like the idea of easing her mind and had half a mind to walk away and leave her wondering. Perhaps he could just stay silent and get away with it. He didn't want to answer that question, had half a heart to tell a curt lie. He'd caused enough harm already. It wasn't that he liked Lydia. She pissed him off sometimes. Doting on the 'worthless' princess, who probably wasn't even that bad.

"I felt more strongly for you than I had anyone else, my own blood included." No mention of the word 'love'. He couldn't stand to do that right now. Probably not ever. It was a word that existed beyond his comfort zone.