Ryu smiled lightly watching such a scene. This sort of matter, how long had it been since he had seen them?
He was never the type of person to make jokes and poke fun, or at the very least, he didn't do it too often or too overtly, but he had always found peace watching those around him do so.
Last time he had felt this kind of peace his parents were still by his side and his grandparents were still alive. He could remember their dynamics quite well.
His parents had personalities closer to himself. His father was quiet, prideful and stoic. His mother was arrogant and as proud as a swan. However, when they were together they softened considerably. Ryu could remember times where his parents would be months at a time by each other's sides without speaking a word to one another. On one side, his father would be brandishing his weapon. On the other side, his mother would be working on a painting.
