Ume: Can’t you at least let me try to somehow make this right?
Altair: [quiet] Please let go of me…I don’t want you to make this right. I just want you to go…
Ume: Can’t you at least let me try to somehow make this right?
Altair: [quiet] Please let go of me…I don’t want you to make this right. I just want you to go…
Altair: How am I supposed to trust you after this? Some of those files… they go back to when Provence was a baby. That’s years Ume. Years of secrets. How many times have you lied to me during that time? What have you done to keep all of that from me? … I-I… just can’t.
Ume: You don’t really mean this…you can’t.
Altair: Yeah. I do. What you did… fudging hurts… and as of right now, I don’t know how to come back from that.
Altair: There is no “from here on out”.
Ume: Whoa… are you saying what I think you’re saying?
Altair: I don’t need you to protect me. I need you to be honest with me. That’s what partners do. They tell each other the truth no matter how hard it is. All of this… it’s rough, but it’s a truth that I should have known…
Ume: You’re right… I’m sorry. I’ll tell you everything from here on out.
Altair: Oh yeah, I know all about him as well…that everything was a big fat fudging lie.
Ume: Altair…
Altair: Stop… don’t touch me right now.
Ume: I… didn’t want you to be hurt like that. You’ve already been through enough. I was trying to protect you.
Altair: Were you planning on telling me any of this?
Ume: Honestly? No. I wasn’t. I didn’t think you needed to know any of it… not yet anyway.
Altair: What the hell, Ume? That’s my father who you are building a case against. Don’t you think I deserve a heads up? Maybe, hey Altair, you know your father? He’s actually some crime lord and may or may not be responsible for the murder of the father of your child.
Ume: I–
Altair: It’s not important.
Ume: Fudge, Altair. It’s an open investigation. It’s not like the information in there is just for anyone to know about. You can get me in a lot of trouble for having that.
Altair: …[quiet] It was left for me. I don’t know where it came from.
Altair: Do you care to explain this?
Ume: It helps if you tell me what I’m explaining.
Altair: This… it’s the case file for Foxglove… the case against my family that you conveniently haven’t told me you were fudging lead investigator on.
Ume: Where did you get that?
I am playing with @cowplant-pizza ‘s new reshade and being self-indulgent. Can I just say, this reshade is so lovely?! Seriously, wow.
These two have a lot of scenes together in my BPR right now. Well, their berrfied selves do. So I was feeling nostalgic… I apologize for the long post. I didn’t want to spam my berry blog with vanilla sims. With the mood I am in I could do this all day. Ha!

I’m pretty sure that I have mentioned this before but Sirius and Altair (although their names were Stefan and Alexandra) were townies I had made from before I went berry. So THIS is what he originally looked like before I decided to be a berry simmer and made him white.
I flipping… love him so much. His berry version doesn’t do him justice. ;_____;