Seeing that Arix agreed, Drexel opened the opticomputer to reach out to Matis.
"Drexel, what's happening?" Matis greeted warmly as he answered the video call.
"I..." Drexel began, but Matis quickly cut him off.
"Where's Arix? Isn't she with you?" Matis assumed Arix would be there, but she wasn't visible on the screen.
Drexel thought to himself, 'It's fine. I'm used to being the overlooked one—the ignored grandson, son, brother, nephew...'
Feeling a bit of sorrow, Drexel sighed heavily, then lifted Arix onto his shoulder. "Grandpa, Arix is here," Drexel said, trying to keep his tone humble.
"Oh, that's good," Matis responded with a hint of indifference, before brightening up and beaming at his beloved granddaughter. "Arix, do you miss me?"
"Miss you so much, Grandpa," Arix replied sweetly.
Matis glanced at Drexel, expecting a translation.
"She says she misses you," Drexel said flatly.
