Whilst it was true that the scent of Symphony was mingled strongly with Gitan's Dutiron had chosen to ignore it for now. Honestly the question had been burning within him as well, though it seemed that the younger man would cave first, finally asking how he was related to Song and therefore of course Symphony and the rest of the Destructions living here in Ludicael.
A friendly smile would find its way onto Gitan's face as he spoke once more, and it seemed he was heading towards Dutiron's question without it having even being spoken aloud yet. "Yes, my other daughter, Symphony." He stated, his own tone light, the words certainly weren't a threat at least not unless Gitan presented the man with a reason to grow overprotective of his daughter. If he was allowed stay here, then Gitan could only assume that the rest of his family had already accepted the man.
