"Grassis?" Gravis asked with a lifted brow. "Is that a joke?"
The Opposer looked at Gravis with his steely gaze. "Yes," he said coldly.
Gravis was first a bit confused, but then he started laughing. "Okay, it might not be funny, but your delivery is spot on," Gravis said. His father's blunt and cold delivery somehow made the shitty joke funny.
The Opposer stood up and walked over to his son. "Welcome back," he said, this time with a smile.
Gravis also smiled. "Thank you, father."
"Come, sit with me," he said as he sat down again. Gravis followed and also sat down.
Whoop!
Two cups appeared out of thin air, and Gravis immediately smelled what was in them. It was something that he had dearly missed. Gravis took the offered cup and smelled it more closely. "Coffee," he said with a sigh. "But it smells a bit differently."
