[ The words catch him off guard, and his eyes blink back away from the depths of his being to focus on his face. His mouth thins into a grim line. There's too much here he doesn't understand. Too much that seems impossible and yet, he can't deny the facts. He's a Nephilim. But... was he his... ]
You said I protected your mother. Kelly Kline. [ The name sounds foreign to him still, yet he lingers on it, giving it more thought. ] From what or who?
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You said I protected your mother. Kelly Kline. [ The name sounds foreign to him still, yet he lingers on it, giving it more thought. ] From what or who?