A second knock at the door made Lynceus sigh, who the hell couldn't get the hint that he didn't want any visitors right now? He left his bed and walked quietly to his door hoping he wouldn't wake Angelos up. His son was a very sleepy child, he could sleepy through a whole storm actually, as long as Lynceus was in the room, the moment Lynceus steps a foot out the door of whatever room his son was sleeping in, the little boy would wake up and wail his lungs away.
Lynceus slowly opened the door and peeked out, "what is it-" he stopped short and frowned when he saw his mother standing in front of him. "What do you want?"
"Lynceus can we talk?"
"No," the man responded bluntly and pushed the door to close.
Arene lodged her foot in the doorway and looked up at her son, "please Lynceus hear me out."
