"SMALL MOMMY, I'm going to miss you."
Neoma had to swallow the lump that formed in her throat to stop herself from crying. "I'll miss you, too, baby," she said in a cracked voice, hugging Vitu tight. "Be a good boy, okay? Play well, sleep well, eat well. Don't do anything dangerous like saving the world. All you need to do is to protect yourself. Don't worry too much about your mommy and daddy since they're OP. It's okay if you grow up arrogant and entitled as long as you don't hurt other people. And always remember this: I love you. Ruto loves you, too. You are dearly loved."
"Thank you for saying that, Small Mommy," Vitu said gently, wrapping his arms around Neoma's neck. "I'll wait for the day when we can finally meet again."
At least ten years.
Neoma wanted to have a child once she was in her late twenties or early thirties, so Vitu had to wait for at least ten years.
[But time flies quickly, so we'll meet again before we know it.]