"Cairo!"
Rome turned when someone called out.
There he saw the foreign man who had spoken with Doc Felize earlier rushing toward them.
The man didn't even glance at him as he brushed past, accidentally shoving him aside in his haste before dropping to his knees in front of Cairo.
The man immediately scanned the boy's small frame, his face carved with worry, before he pulled Cairo into a tight embrace.
"Why did you run away? Didn't I tell you you're not well yet?! What if something bad happened to you, huh?!"
The man's voice carried both fear and frustration, trembling with barely contained emotion.
Cairo lowered his head, guilt flashing across his young face. He glanced briefly at him before whispering. "I-I'm sorry, Daddy… It won't happen again. I just… I just wanted to see Mommy. I wanted to greet her on her birthday. I want to see her…"
Rome's chest tightened as he silently watched them.
