There Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.

Aeolus would hear her speak, her tone calm yet kindness was there slightly. He had never had a mother who always wanted royalty and wanted things highly. A sigh came over him as he gave a small smile and bowed to the dame, not knowing if he should leave Dayton or go with the female who had said she would raise him. His eyes met hers, "I'm Aeolus, ma'am," would address to her, eyes closed as he gave a small yawn, feeling sleepy.