It was like everyone thought she'd starve or wither away if they didn't fuss and, like, while it was really strange to have this obvious and unable to be ignored outpouring of affection…

She also really loved it too? It was just complicated, in her head.

Nina finished the swirl she was working on, an intricate curlicue of lines and dots before she beamed at him. It was handy, using the work she was doing to have a quick wrestling session with herself about--

"Dad!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she greeted.

Like, she honestly didn't know how Prompto would take that? She didn't want to hurt Liam by not calling him dad, when he was, but she didn't want Prompto to…

Just, like, to think… things?

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she got about both her families being in the same room.