"You heard me," Kaeliyus smiled brightly like he didn't just dump the most unexpected request at the man.
"I did but I don't think I did either, so please repeat," the man said, everything seeming to fly beyond his comprehension.
"I want you to adopt a child, have him under your care, give him your last name. Basically, ne his dad," Kaeliyus explained, while the man simply stared in awe.
After a moment, the commander spoke. "Do you know the weight of what you're asking?"
"I clearly do."
"You want a child to come under me whose life isn't guaranteed to see the lights of the next day?" He asked, clearly in disbelief.
"Precisely," Kaeliyus responded calmly.
"You're well aware that not only am I sick with an incurable illness, but I've got people seeking my head, I'm sure?"
Kaeliyus nodded casually, unbothered.
