Alice remained quiet as complicated emotions flitted across her face. She was trying to determine how she felt about her biological father's fate.
Seeing that Alice likely wouldn't attack him anymore, Erik slowly put her down on the cool, metal floor of the garden-like enclosure. He then chose sit on the ground with his inverted, armored legs crossed in front of him. This way, they would remain at the same eye height.
Meanwhile, Elora, ever vigilant, used her omnisense to monitor the movements beyond the sealed door. Erik could take his time only so long as those people remained in place. As soon as they started moving, he had to as well, lest they reinforce the people outside.
He doubted Emily, Astrid, and Victor could fight them all off without his help.
The air hung heavy with anticipation until finally, Alice seemed to make a choice when she looked up at Erik with unshed tears glistening in her eyes. "H—How did he die?" she asked in a small voice.
