Chris's brows lifted. "You confronted him."
"Yes." Said the girl with a serene smile.
"How kind of you."
"I was being efficient."
Dax's mouth moved faintly.
Chris noticed and looked at him at once. "No."
"I didn't say anything."
"You agreed in your soul."
Nayra ignored both of them. "He said that unfortunately, yes, it stayed."
Dax looked down once at the sleeping toddler in his arms and then back at his daughter. "Unfortunately."
"Yes."
Chris folded his arms. "That sounds like him."
"It did," Nayra said. "He wasn't dramatic about it. He was annoyed."
"That also sounds like him," Dax said.
Nayra nodded. "He knows the age gap is there. He knows Sebastian is older, already working, already established, and not part of the same phase of life. He's not stupid about it. That's part of why he hates it."
Chris leaned back slowly into the sofa.
Nero knew exactly what made the situation inconvenient, unequal, and badly timed.
And the feeling had remained anyway.
