After sitting on the porch for a while, John knocked on the door. He pretended he had just arrived. Imelda opened the door immediately and pinched John's cheek.
"Naughty boy, what took you so long? Hurry, eat now. Your father and I have eaten already." Imelda held John's hand and pulled him to the dining room.
Ryan sat there and grinned as he saw John. "Late lunch, Son?"
"Yes, Father. I was busy discussing attacking strategy with others."
Imelda helped John by taking food for him. That's why John could chat with his father.
Ryan nodded. "How's Killian?"
"He's good. I'm glad my intuition was right. Daniel and I enjoy our relationship with Killian."
"I'm glad. Then, after the second battle, if you still want Killian to be a Delta, I'll approve of him. But his position will be a junior Delta. Daniel will be his senior."
