[Ion can't help but beam when his father approves of his choice, before going over to find a pair of slacks in his size. He was so thin for his height, it would probably take him awhile to find the exact size he'd need in the right color. As he searches, he shoots a few glances back at his father.]
[He was so different from Kohan's father. Warm and kind... he and his mother had taken Ion in, even knowing he was sickly and from low-class parents. For a moment, he can't help but wonder if maybe it would be okay to be more open with him about the real reason he's so excited about this dance.]
[Maybe he can try feeling it out first. The last thing he wants to do is upset his father and ruin their day together.]
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[He was so different from Kohan's father. Warm and kind... he and his mother had taken Ion in, even knowing he was sickly and from low-class parents. For a moment, he can't help but wonder if maybe it would be okay to be more open with him about the real reason he's so excited about this dance.]
[Maybe he can try feeling it out first. The last thing he wants to do is upset his father and ruin their day together.]
...father, may I ask you something?