"To be against it… I will be if I don't hear it from yourself, Marianne." — He then said with a deeper frown. Starting to walk so he could take a seat as if he had lost the energy of the whole day in a simple morning. — "He came before me and expressed himself as well as he could manage with that arrogance of his… It even surprised Frois, and me, of course… at some point I got annoyed at how humble he was acting, so unlike himself, and I wasn't truly willing to listen much… Sigh! That brat has something in him that makes me reluctant to properly listen, therefore I prefer to hear some things from you than from him if I'm honest. Which is what brought me here."
"Oh… uhm… W-what did he say, if I may ask?"
"… I don't want to say every little thing... He should be more thoughtful, dear. I feel odd telling you what a probable lover would say… Tsk. I didn't know he even had some kind of softness in him, d*mn it. Cocky brat."
"?! Dad!"
