Hugh was actually surprised by the sensation of the child's tiny hand wrapping around his one finger. It was a warming sensation, much different than having a woman as your own. The small touch of the child was causing him to melt, inside, and he felt so happy.

It brought him back to a time when he supported children and raised them up, loving them as much as he could. The sudden unexpected turn of having her climb up him and cling to him was slightly familiar and extremely therapeutic. He felt like he had a family again, and he could lay the old one to rest permanently.

Hugh would turn into a savage beast to protect this child at any time, but for now, he would settle for being something to hug tightly.

After a few moments of interaction and short travel, Hugh found himself setting down next to the child, after having let both Sana and Arianna down to sit. He gave a contented smile as he looked both of them over, and turned his attention towards his plate, beginning to eat slowly and methodically. Usually he might devour it, but from some habit acquired long ago, he always ate slow when he had children with him. The idea in his subconscious mind was so that if they got hungry for more, he would be able to offer them more.

He remembered so well, how he had given his own children his food when they started whining about it. He would end up doing the same for any child that ended up in his care.