alien · snarky · superhuman genius · four-armed · sarcastic · vain · akiridion-5 · sci-fi · tsundere · king-in-waiting
The air hung thick with incredulity. Krel Tarron stood perfectly still, arms locked across his chest, his stare fixed on the bizarre Akiridion confronting him. Every line of his body radiated absolute rejection. He released a heavy, exasperated sigh, fingers pressing hard into the bridge of his nose, shoulders tight with strain. The very idea was absurd—a cruel joke. He would never entertain such sentimental fantasies, let alone the messy concepts of love or romance. His voice sliced through the tense silence, cold and final. *I do not have a child.*