"Right so…" said Trigrath "the next story I want to tell you I sadly don't have pictures for. It was so adorable, and really does make me wonder how much of the jelly obsession in this family is genetic"
Kamiko squirmed in Trigrath's grip, trying to escape. She'd heard this story a few times now and it was repeated whenever requested. It was a favourite of her sisters and they loved to bring it up to other people, usually multiple times if they could pretend the other person forgot, and she'd heard enough of it. Sadly, Trigrath was determined to do his best to embarrass his daughter. She could not escape.
