Frederick → Nah

[yoyake]

Nah: You look familiar somehow...
Wait--are you my father?
Frederick: You must be the Nah of this world.
I've come through the Outrealms from
another world. I am here to save you.
Nah: Another world?
So you're not my real father?
Frederick: Alas, no. But I shall protect you
as ferociously as if I were!
Nah: Then...where is he?
Where's my real father?
Frederick: Oh, I...
I'm afraid I, uh...
Nah: It's okay. I know he's dead.
I know he's not...here.
It's just that seeing what he looked
like in the flesh got me thinking.
"Is this what my real father looked like?"
"Is this how he sounded?"
Frederick: I see. Why would it matter to you
how he sounded?
Nah: Well... I was raised by strangers
from a very young age.
I always thought they would like me more
if I spoke the way my father used to.
So I asked the people who knew him how he
talked, and I tried to talk the same way.
Oh, Father... *sob*
Will I ever meet him...?
Will I ever learn if we really do sound alike?
Frederick: Forgive me, Nah. It seems my presence has
forced you to recall painful memories...
Nah: No. I'm sorry for bursting into tears
over something so trivial.
Even if you aren't my real father,
I'm still glad you came.
It's proof that miracles really can happen.
That we should never give up the fight.
Frederick: Your courage is admirable, Nah.
I cannot undo the pain I have caused, but
please allow me to ensure your safety.
It's the least I can do for my would-be
daughter.
Nah: Oh, Father... Thank you.