#OOF-- this hits me in the feels expectedly and unexpectedly :')))))

[freedomsake]

Hands clasped together behind his back in his signature stance, gaze raised pointedly towards a spot in the distance, for a while the only sound between them is the gentle rustling of the wind through his cloak. After an awkward pause, Haytham clears his throat and mutters: “Well, Connor… I suppose belated birthday wishes surpass none at all.” His now outstretched palm reveals the hidden blade that once belonged to Miko: “Here. Call it family heirloom, if you will.” ( :’) )

Both men have never really been one of many words. Perhaps that’s only exclusive between these two, father and son, slowly but surely, mending and strengthening their relationship. Or perhaps it’s simply (and ironically) difficult to translate these new emotions into words. Whatever the case it may be, there is one thing for certain: they are trying. For that, Raton is most grateful.

A puff of air escapes his nostrils--it’s supposed to be a chuckle, with the way his lips curl into a smile. He takes the hidden blade in his hands, nodding in acknowledgement.

“I am honored,” Raton looks to his father, brown eyes locking with steely grays. Without really realizing it yet, this is a moment he has been looking forward to since he was a child. “Thank you, father. I will take good care of it.”

#theeagleofunderstanding #ANSWERED. #OOF-- this hits me in the feels expectedly and unexpectedly :'))))) #they're still so awkward and that's ICONIC HAHA #we're getting there boys!! one step at a time! :''))