"Welcome back home, Skyler," Old Man Yates greeted, his voice a soothing mix of warmth and tranquility that would blindly draw any sane human to himself. A warm smile played on his lips as he looked at his grandson, whom he hadn't seen in years. Though they had their differences, the old man was pleased to see his bratty grandson and was more than relieved to know that he was as fine as he was when he ran away.
Berry gritted his teeth, his anger evident as he stared at his grandfather with eyes that could scare predators out of the forest. Unlike his grandfather, he wasn't at all pleased to be here in the company of his family; he just wanted to go back home to Stuart and act like today's incident never happened. He lazily fell on the couch next to Flynn, who opened his eyes and glared at him, "move!"
