You are my daughter.

"Why do we look so similar?" Teacher Artemis murmured. "We – I – why in the world do I look just like Solis and Tygr?" she cried the second part out loud, thrusting the mirror back into Jovis's hands.

"Because we are related," Tygr said simply.

"How in the world can we be related?!" Teacher Artemis cried, a hint of anger seeping into her voice.

Tygr gazed at her steadily. "You already know, don't you, my dear daughter Artemis? You already know it in your heart that I am your father. I am the jerk that abandoned your mother, Fenice – but I was completely unaware of your existence until now," he said in a soft voice.

Teacher Artemis clapped her hands over her ears. "NO, no, no!" she groaned. "You're lying, you must be lying! This can't possibly be true! How can you be my father?!"