"I-i uh...I do apologize for that, Charon dear..." He said, trying to regain his pride composure, "I get a bit jumpy, in case you can't tell, dear-" He paused, and finally noticed Owen. He looked down at him.
"..."
"...?"
"...Well," He began, trying not to stare at him.
"it's a pleasure to meet you, Owen dear. I'm Storung, and this is Charon~"
"Well, I don't know about Charon over here, dear, but I'll gladly help you find your father, sweetheart~"
"Oh, and, uh, this isn't my daughter, nor is it my granddaughter. This is just a mere friend of mine, darling~"
: I'll take a Cream-Filled Donut, Blended Coffee, and a Bearclaw Pastry!
"Oh no..." He said, softly, "you poor dear..."
"Charon, darling, what happened?" He asked, hoping that he'll be able to get some response from her.
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