Spark lifted a brow, looking skeptical, but listening all the same. What Kavan said made sense, of course, but he suspected all of those things were easier for Kavan to have accomplished... just because he was Kavan, and he was Spark. Kavan was smart and suave, resourceful. And Spark was... Spark.

"Thanks," he said. "I'll keep seeing what I can do."

If nothing else, Spark thought, Daca and I do have fun. But as she gets older, for how much longer will the status I have with her last?

He lifted both brows, lost in thought. Spark sighed, shook his head, and looked back to Kavan.

"Anyway, thanks. I better get this haul of fish back."