Edgar stopped painting halfway to enjoy a meal. He takes in the fragrance of the food in the chilly midnight while his only child, Eleanor, slept. He knew that he had to make full use of such alone time to fulfil his own needs and earn those Simoleons because he must spend the other waking hours taking care of Eleanor’s needs.
Edgar got stronger each day as he built his wellness and painting skills. He made use of different yoga routines to get into extended periods of inspiration for painting and focus for woodworking. And he soon gained the ability to teleport with his wellness skill.
Edgar felt more and more confident that he can support Malia when they get married. He wants to marry her because he had made her pregnant and gave birth to a baby boy.
On the other evening, he visited this baby with Eleanor and Endo. He did not have the heart to allow his flesh and blood to live without a father when he saw how Malia lived as a single mother with her teenage son, Benson.
He had found that Malia lived a decent and meaningful life with a good job. But he would not have that for his son.
He had not thought of marrying anyone after Eleanor’s mother walked out long ago, and he had dedicated all of his energy into perfecting his life – Eleanor’s life.
At that moment, he wanted to take responsibility to support Malia and bring up his son – his and Malia’s firstborn.
Edgar struggled with his emotions because he loved Eleanor’s mother. He was not the best partner in the past; he was a bum in the eyes of Eleanor’s mother.
He knew that the answer to his life at this point is straightforward because he would not make the same mistake. He would marry Malia, bring their son over, and ensure that all of them live perfect.
He firmly believed that the least he could do was to give his best. He was a perfectionist.