Reid clenched his fists, his teeth grinding as he forced himself to meet the gaze of the man who had just entered. Despite the pressure pinning him down, he managed to straighten his posture enough to lock eyes with the towering figure before him.
"W-well, I could say the same," he said through gritted teeth, the word almost spat out. "Dad."
The man had white hair, which Reid inherited from him but his eyes, unlike Reid and his brothers, was green and just like Reid's mother, he looked younger than he actually was.
"It seems spending two years with with the rats of the Scrapyard has made you one of them" The man's gaze held distain as he looked at Reid.
Vivian was frozen in surprise seeing her husband here. He wasn't one to be seen in places like these unless he had somehow heard about Reid's return.
"Reid!" She worriedly shouted seeing how he struggled against the oppressive pressure.
