[Tiger starts to look self conscious, and lowers his shirt. Is the gem related to the...the thing he did? And was that really all him?
Though slowly, it starts to dawn on him. A giant woman with pink hair? His memories of his mom are so faint, and seem like they must be second hand...but yet, that fits.]
Is...Is she my...
[He trails off, and looks up at Greg with wide, vulnerable eyes.]
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Though slowly, it starts to dawn on him. A giant woman with pink hair? His memories of his mom are so faint, and seem like they must be second hand...but yet, that fits.]
Is...Is she my...
[He trails off, and looks up at Greg with wide, vulnerable eyes.]