[Pyra had a gift. She could say very little but those words were so impactful. Very few times did he stop and think about the good he'd done for his family. It seemed so pale in comparison to all the heartache his behavior or bad luck had brought them.

He looked back where those holograms had been and wondered, had he really given them anything he'd classify as 'amazing'? Sadly, he shook his head.]

No, that happiness? That's what they gave me. I... I don't know. I gave Pepper migraines and poisonous berries.

[His lip curled up despite the words. It was a bit of a joke between them toward the end.]

Morgan, I made the cookies.