Nixie looked up at the clone with her eyes sparkling. She quickly wiped her tears away and nodded confidently, putting on a stern expression as she did. She planted her hands on her hips as she floated into the air, puffing her chest out and putting on a regal act as she loudly declared,
"Don't you worry Gramps. I'll become the best warrior ever and then even you will fall to me one day!"
The reflections face twisted in shock before his body shattered into a hail of glass shards. The horrific mental damage the girls innocent words had dealt even bounced over to the real Fox, who immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood.
No, It wasn't because of what she said. It was because of the exhaustion, nothing else. Definitely nothing else. But despite that, as he wiped away the blood, Fox put on a strained smile as Nixie walked over to them.
"You know, Gramps is something that you call old men. And--"
"But you are old Gramps."
