All of her concerns about Midas and what Sahin mentioned washed away

The golden king was the only one for her and even in the time he had left Sylvia still found herself waiting around for him and always eager to return when he came back. His warmth against her nose relaxed chilled nerves beneath her pearl coat as her ears flipped back listening to the jungle behind her for only a moment before turned forward listening to the words of her beloved

As always he brushed off his wound even though it was oozing and looked infected

Sylvia furrowed her invisible brow shaking her head slightly ”it doesn’t look like nothing love, in fact I think it’d benefit being cleaned out by fresh water” the sea with its salt coursing through it definitely served justice to ensure any real infection from setting into any sort of wound however with fish swimming around and god knows what else bacteria could easily set it and the last thing any of them needed – herself, midas and their son, was for her beloved to fall terribly ill just after returning

Midas whispered their sons name quietly before beckoning him to come closer

Her son who stood shy but sturdy with curiosity blew through his nose with wide nostrils before stepping forward on command and offering his nose to his fathers. He smelt of sea like Elliot constantly breathed in the air since the day he was born only much stronger. It wasn’t exactly the most pleasant smell but it is what the young boy knew to be normal and when he felt his father rustle with his black fuzz and his mother push his rump from behind further towards the golden man Elliot nickered to him bobbing his tail before coming to stand right next to him, nearly on top of him.

The only thing Sylvia could do was watch and smile looking at her son

And he wasted no time in running his nose from his fathers over his cheek and down his neck. Soft lips nibbled at his salty mane before he throw his head up realizing just how odd the salt felt and tasted on his tongue. Snorting with disapproval Elliot looked back at his father again ”dada” he couldn’t exactly talk just yet but he was wanting his father to stand so he could stand beside him like he did his mother

Sylvia sighed with happiness looking at the pair and realizing how calm Midas was with him

He had been almost terrified with Claire and didn’t seem to know what to do with her but this time he came across as knowing exactly what to do . His body wasn’t tense at all and he invited Elliot to come closer which only made Sylvia more pleased and feel the love for him that never left ”indeed he does, I believe this is going to be a very traditional case of father like son” and with twinkle in her bright blue eyes Sylvia stood watch wondering if her beloved was going to enjoy his son being near him or finally stand and have more physical contact which would create a much needed bond between them.