But what did Jax know?
Contrary to what might've been the most dramatic internal crisis he'd experienced in quite some time, the Queen Bee in question apparently preferred that he go away for a bit!
Because while it might not have been obvious to everyone else, Isabelle had responsibilities of her own.
There was a hive to manage, a tight ship of humanoid children to run, and one particular Dada who required regular supervision, especially when he had the concerning habit of returning home carrying unfamiliar scents that neither she nor her bees recognized!
When the time finally came to explain everything to her, Jax was already down on his knees in front of his daughter, prepared to apologize and reassure her that he'd definitely come back.
"Izzie, Papa has to—"
A tiny clawed paw landed directly on the tip of his nose.
"?"
Jax went cross-eyed trying to look at it.
Isabelle stared solemnly at her father before giving him one very firm nod.
Then another.
