"You like this kind of dressing, don't you, son?" Lilith asked, her voice soft yet teasing as she admired his sense of style.
"Mhm, it's comfortable," Petne responded, dressed as usual in a long-sleeved shirt and elegant pants. The shirt was rolled up to his elbows, showcasing his muscular forearms, while his relaxed posture gave him a calm and composed aura.
"Mhmm, I agree. It's casual, but it gives you that bad-boy vibe!" Lilith smiled, reaching out to caress his cheek.
They continued on toward the living room, walking slowly as Lilith enjoyed the precious undisturbed moments with her son.
Though it only seemed like a few minutes had passed, they both had the ability to manipulate time, giving Lilith more time than it appeared. She savored every second with Petne, and he enjoyed it just as much.
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