Lev looked back at Barnsley with his big green eyes, he offered the uncle a smile, receiving back a polite smile. They then shook hands as he offered. Uncle Barnsley seemed to hum in a happy tone seeing that Lev was quite friendly, "I do think he is better than Dexter."
"Uncle," Ilyana rolled her eyes. "That name is long dead."
"Though I heard he is really sick these days. He couldn't even see the sun and locked himself in his room," Barnsley looked at Ilyana, "Did you say something to him?"
"He isn't worth my breath and besides, we aren't here to talk about him," Ilyana frowned as she grabbed Lev's hands.
Realizing his mistake, Uncle Barnsley offered a smaller smile to Lev, "Sorry, I didn't mean to bring up his name."
"Oh, please don't worry," Lev said with his two hands raised. "If he does pose a problem I will be worried but he isn't."
