The male looked at his father with confusion and a bit of sorrow. How sad it was to see how his father seemed to be so... defeated now? It was as if he couldn't do it, to which the younger demon could, but what did he know? Father had kept the youngest in the castle for most of his life, rarely letting others interact in fear of them taking him away. There was still so much for him to learn.
Vion went back to petting Dagon who had grown a bit more accustomed of the elder demon's presence, but still had not trusted him too much. His main concern was the demon who held him and usually fed him. Dad had sent a lot of time with the guest, but she never seemed to have left since she came. He met her once, but there were times Vion and gone to find his father only to find her scent not too far away. How odd. "Hey Daddy, does she live with us now?" It was a valid question. A guest only stayed for a little, but she had been here for months with no sign of really leaving. On the contrary, they were eating together which never happened. Dad never wanted to bring guests around him often.
"We can do dinner, but what about Dagon?" He looked down at his little fox who only wagged his tail in response to the small amount of attention. They generally ate together since Dad was always busy.
Vion went back to petting Dagon who had grown a bit more accustomed of the elder demon's presence, but still had not trusted him too much. His main concern was the demon who held him and usually fed him. Dad had sent a lot of time with the guest, but she never seemed to have left since she came. He met her once, but there were times Vion and gone to find his father only to find her scent not too far away. How odd. "Hey Daddy, does she live with us now?" It was a valid question. A guest only stayed for a little, but she had been here for months with no sign of really leaving. On the contrary, they were eating together which never happened. Dad never wanted to bring guests around him often.
"We can do dinner, but what about Dagon?" He looked down at his little fox who only wagged his tail in response to the small amount of attention. They generally ate together since Dad was always busy.
