Archelaus had been rather sleepy, perhaps could have allowed the drowsiness to claim him again though now he was too awake, this new revelation that his father was around and alive was certainly a shocking one. They had mourned the man's disappearance, of course hoped he was alive though feared that he wasn't. Either way his vanishing had left them in a state of sadness and now suddenly he was back. Was there any sort of explanation for it at all? Why hadn't he come to see them? There were certainly a number of questions within his head now, he tried to seem non-nonchalant though that moment of surprise was still worn slightly upon his features. He wouldn't say a word though on this occasion, as usual keeping it all in and a part of him debating about whether or not he would or even should speak to their mother Ama about the man.
"When did you see him?" A question would eventually slip from his lips as red gaze fell once more to Bacchus. He had steadied himself, recovered from the moment of shock and would regain composure once more. The question was a harmless one he felt, that couldn't get too emotional.