Ren saw the change, and started to move forward to comfort her, but was stopped by a look from Pop. This was a father's job. And Pop was the closest thing to a father that Pix had. Ren nodded and stepped back, allowing Pop to do his thing, as much as he hated to see her like this.
Pop moved forward, taking PIx's hand that had rubbed her scar in his. "I love you honey. You're never going to have to go back to her." he said gently, pulling her into a gentle hug. This was his little girl. He stroked her hair. "I promise." it wasn't the first time he'd made a promise, but every promise he made, he kept.
Pop moved forward, taking PIx's hand that had rubbed her scar in his. "I love you honey. You're never going to have to go back to her." he said gently, pulling her into a gentle hug. This was his little girl. He stroked her hair. "I promise." it wasn't the first time he'd made a promise, but every promise he made, he kept.