"Don't say that, Dad." Keyla tried to hug the Demon, but her arms phased through him. "You have no fault for what happened. Do you mind?"
She pointed at the Count and then at Protector.
"Sure." The Skoll replied and stepped forward, but Trequill-Varegrave stopped him.
"It's not necessary." His face became a mask of focus as he turned his body solid and conjured a hologram that restored his human appearance. "I was just too excited to see you again to remember about my current condition."
He went for a hug, and Keyla burst into tears when she felt her father's warmth again.
"Let's be real, Dad." She tried to smile and joke, but she couldn't stop herself from sobbing. "You didn't come back for us but for the magic show. I should have known you wouldn't miss it."
"How dare you, young lady?" Lark clicked his heels and his monocle jumped away in outrage. "Of course, I came back for you two. The magic show was just a nice incentive."
