Little Girl Gone

The world would definitely be a little duller without Frankie Campana in it, he wasn’t just a leader, but someone that Zevran truly respected and admired. He simply nodded at the comments about it being a noble cause. Honestly there were times he wasn’t sure now much of it was noble and how much was just an angry bitter elf wanting to stick it to the organisation that had stolen his childhood.

There was a time in his childhood, he blamed everyone for his problems, not just the House Arainai and the Crows in general, but the royal family and the merchant princes because he felt like they allowed the travesties that the Crows committed to happen. It wasn’t until he was an adult that he came to understand just how much more complicated the situation really was.

For a moment, when she mentioned babysitter, he almost said out loud that if he thought she needed a babysitter he’d call on Alfred, but with the butler dead he simply chuckled and shook his head slightly.

You’re far too old for a babysitter. I suspect you’ve been too old for a babysitter for quite awhile now truth be told. She seemed rather mature for her age, though off the top of his head he couldn’t do the math to try and remember how old she might be. No, it has nothing to do with me thinking you need looking out for. Your father deserved better, and if I can help you bring the justice he deserves, then I will help in whatever capacity you require.