Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-28819748-20160731174511/@comment-27824864-20160731205321

3 hours later, Syle looks into the kitchen.

Kai: IT ALMOST KILLED OUR SON, GUNGSU, WE HAVE TO GET IT OUT OF HIM!

Gungsu: Once it has a host, it can't be removed, or it will kill him.

Kai: What will it do to him?

Gungsu: Nothing is certain...

Kai starts crying on the kitchen table.

Syle goes to the fridge, pours a glass of milk, spilling everywhere. He takes the glass to Kai.

Syle: Please don't cry, mommy. It makes me sad when you cry. I know you like milk.

Kai looks at the glass, sets it down, and hugs him: "Thank you, Syle."