[When Mukuro returns, Eridanus moves aside so that she can better mind Riley's cuts. He still stays close, however—or at least, close enough to keep his own hand over his daughter's. It reminds him for a moment of their false-life. How, whenever she had gotten hurt, be it competitions or riding a bike, she had always wanted to hold his hand while he patched her up. It made things harder, of course, but with a second set of hands available, Eridanus falls into the habit without thinking.]

Miss Mukuro, you are quite resilient, aren't you? [He gives Riley's hand a gentle squeeze, minding his daggered claws as he does.] You are still new to this peninsula, and yet you carry yourself expertly when tasks are required of you.

[It reminds him of his soldiers on the warfront, though whatever this child has lived through, he won't go so far as to make them all uncomfortable by inferring out loud.]

If I give you Aunamee's physical description, will you protect my Riley when I cannot?