"N-no. I-I don't, yet, sorry." Her long curly hair exactly matched Voltus, she looked up into his eyes and she knew, she was going to be daddy's girl, she wanted to follow in his footsteps, to become like him. She had almost ignored the fact his hands were covered in blood, she looked his hands closer, they were covered in scars, some of them were words, others were simply letters and others were lines.