Abaddon and Yemaja didn't have a long talk that day. He didn't have much he wanted to say anyway.
His daughter stared at him for a long time. Abaddon could feel her gaze boring into the side of his head.
"…I'm not sleeping, and assuming that I am is insulting."
Yemaja lowered her head. "Sorry…"
Abaddon couldn't believe it.
"Are you serious? No wisecracks about my age or anything?"
Yemaja shrugged.
Abaddon looked like he was bordering on serious exhaustion. You could even see his spirit cracking underneath the tension.
"I'm not upset with you, Yem." Abaddon suddenly said.
"You should be."
"I believe that's my decision, not yours."
"Dad, I-"
"You didn't do anything. So please, just let it go."
Yemaja didn't know how to let anything go. Her mind was completely swamped with regret and shame.
"I don't know how things turned out this bad... never in a million years did I think that he would do what he did, and now I feel so stupid that I-"