"Daddy?"
Knoa's voice pulled his father's wandering mind back to the present.
Azrael dejectedly responded, "Then, what else do you want? Do you want toys? If I give you toys, will you let me kiss you too? I want to bite those chubby cheeks. I wonder if they are tasty."
Knoa gasped. He looked up at Knoa, horrified. His small mouth was half opened, displaying disbelief at what he heard. His cute expression was clear enough for Azrael and Knox to understand quickly.
The poor child was afraid that Azrael was a kid-eating monster just like one of the horror stories his Uncle Shun often tells him whenever he was misbehaving.
Witnessing the corner of Knoa's eyes twitching and lips curving downward ready to break into tears, Knox immediately erased the idea and ruffled his head, "Daddy is just joking," he showed his face on the screen and glared at Azrael.