What kind of explanation is this? Keeping mysterious?
Damon Hawke raised his sharp eyebrows, his expression inexplicable.
"Bea, do you have spots on your face? Are you afraid I won't like you if I see them?"
He really couldn't comprehend the little guy's thought process.
What does wearing a mask have to do with him pursuing Elara Don?
"Yeah, I have a birthmark on my face, afraid you'd find it unattractive."
Dominic Hawke's dark eyes shifted, "I just want to wait until you fall for my inner self, so you'll definitely accept my unattractive face."
Damon Hawke: "..."
This little guy does have a rich inner life!
Alright then!
He'll just play along with the little fellow.
As long as he knows the little guy is on his side, that's enough!
"Uncle Hawke, I'm hungry. Can you treat my mommy and me to dinner later?"
Dominic Hawke patted his little tummy, fearing Damon Hawke would want to see his face, quickly diverted the topic.
"Of course."
