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The ship was quiet in the night as it drifted through hyperspace, it was almost never quiet during the days when the kid was awake – when his and Faith's kid was awake. He had so much energy in him, always doing what he wanted to do and just smiled at you when he had done something. It made it so difficult to stay mad at him, scolding him was one thing, but staying mad at him for more than a few minutes wasn't easy. Staring out the window into hyperspace he hummed to himself as he remembered when Victor tried to make his hair the same colour as his mothers hair. He had used red paint to try and get the same fiery red colour that Faith's hair is, Nathaniel remembered the face that Faith had when she saw what their son had done. How she had looked at him doing making a mess using the red paint, scowling at him for doing so – but the sweet and warm smile that she had because she loved her son so much. It warmed him up when he thought about it, and at the same time it just made him remember how terrible he was at being a father. He had continued taking jobs that was high risk for the thrills that they gave, and spent often weeks if not months away. Letting out a sigh he turned his attention to the door when he heard it open. Perhaps it was time for him to vanish from their lives.