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"You have to work on that." Daizi told him seriously, "I know it is how you have been defending yourself for most of your life, but you need to learn not to react that way, or else you are going to find yourself saying something you can't take back. One day, someone you care about will not...

"You did." Daizi replied. Then, after a silent moment, asked, "Of all things, why did you choose to say that?"

"It was pretty bad when you called Tristan a cripple." Daizi told him, not turning her face away from him, "it made me wonder what things you might have said to or about me, if you were upset with me, and we weren't as close."

"You haven't, really. At least not for a long time," Daizi replied, keeping her legs folded up, "but I need you to understand these things because I don't want you to go out in the world, meet other people with disabilities, and unintentionally say something to hurt them without thinking how...

"Because part of the challenge of having a disability is dealing with people who don't see you as an adult. And when they see you get off the train and compliment you for it, it feels like they didn't think someone like you could have possibly done such a thing, that it's remarkable. I have to...

"Honestly?" Daizi asked, "At least to me, anytime someone compliments me on doing something any non-disabled person can do without incident, it never really feels nice. I'm an adult, other adults don't get praise for being able to go grocery shoppers or holding a job. I've never really...

"When you tell someone they can function as a human being, it implies that they aren't, or at least are less, human." Daizi explained, turning back towards him, "I don't want to lecture you on historical precedent, but I don't think I need to. I know what's in your heart, but if you say things...

Daizi listened carefully, running her nails up and down the length of her arm. She wasn't scratching herself like Milo did, she wasn't digging in, she was just tracing lines up and down, "And I appreciate that. I wish my father had seen more in me than what I can't do. I still wish he did...

Daizi furrowed her brows, leaning back slightly, "I got that because of the words you said. And I know that is not what you meant to say, I know that you're trying to be supportive, maybe even complimentary, and I know that because I know you, but not everyone is going to give you that grace...

"Xander..." Daizi lightly chided, turning towards him, "People with greater support needs than me still function as human beings. I once knew someone whose daughter had seizures at three months old, and her daughter's brain never developed beyond three months old. For her daughter's whole...

Daizi inhaled softly, turning her face up towards the ceiling, "I suppose so. I guess you could say that. I just... I'm trying to be a good mom. To all of you. I never had a mom to learn from." Then, she exhaled, hugging the pillow close, "And it's not 'so-called.' I am disabled, I do have...

"It's hard..." She said slowly, running her thumb nail along her middle finger of her opposite hand, "When you're about to have a child, you put so many of your expectations and hopes and dreams onto that child... Everybody does, and for some parents, it's really intense, they plan out what...

Daizi inhaled, squeezing the pillow a little bit more tightly to her chest, "Regret, I think. I was his disabled, unattractive daughter, whose birth meant the death of his beautiful wife, so I wasn't really... Someone he cared to show off, much. Who did she die for? And my older brother was...

"Growing up, my dad was never around. I was always stuck with our live-in nanny, and she was basically like my parent, I guess." Daizi said, picking up a pillow so she could hug it in her lap, "I always hated how isolating it felt. I think I probably would've felt isolated regardless, because...

"Better," Daizi answered, sitting with both legs on the couch, "Dark is sleeping again. I think quitting has settled him a lot. And I'm excited to have him home."

Daizi laughed at Alec's comment and bounced Ivy up onto her hip, and then turned the high chair around to face where Dark and Alec were cleaning, and set Ivy in it, knowing perfectly well as soon as Dark was finished, he was going to play with her, so there was no point in engrossing her into an...

Dark nodded to Xander and propped Ivy up on his knees, looking into her tiny face, "We do need to clean up the kitchen. And then we get to go play, right my darling girl? What does Miss Ivy-Qadira want to play today?" He kissed her cheek and then stood up to help clean, giving Ivy to Daizi so...

It took a few moments for Dark to realize Xander's comment wasn't just an assurance to them their home and garden would be safe, and when he did, he looked sidelong at his son with a distant, wistful, smile, pleased that if nothing else, Xander didn't get it. At Alec's words, he sat back...

Dark thought about it for a few moments, and then, frowning, said, "In my defense, it is very early and I have a baby screeching in my ear." With a light laugh, Daizi leaned in and kissed her husband on the cheek, "The man does make mistakes." "I have never once claimed otherwise," Dark...

When Alec said it sounded like fun, Daizi shook her head subtly to indicate it was not. Dark squinted his eyes slightly and tapped on the table, considering it, "We woke at 4 a.m., began training at 6 a.m., took a two hour break in the afternoon, and then trained until 8 p.m. We would all...