"Dad?" Senton asked.
"Yes, I'm your father. Look inside you, you know it's the truth." The blacksmith's voice oozed sarcasm.
"I wasn't questioning that. What I meant to say is, what are you doing here?"
"Didn't you hear your mother-in-law? The air stinks today and we should get away from those ruffians." Zekell said with a scoff.
"I know but-"
"I can't believe that my own son doesn't consider me a member of this family and wants to leave me behind." Zekell started to cry again, earning Senton several glares.
"Uncle, can we bring Grampa along? Pretty please." Leria begged Lith with her big puppy chestnut eyes that she had inherited from Tista.
"Everything for my little fairy." Lith and Senton both inwardly griped at Zekell calling the pot black right before shamelessly exploiting his own niece to get what he wanted.
"Mom, do you want to give it a go?" Lith asked before take-off.
