They weren't a bad bunch of boys, Athena and Amalia had certainly done well, they could have turned out a lot worse. Archie, perhaps the only one that really needed reminding it was time for him to grow up and do something with his life, was also the one that failed to really see anything wrong with his behaviour or anything to do with the family to be completely honest. Though he didn't know about his mother's time as an alpha and as far as he knew no Armada led a pack now, his head had somehow been filled with ideas of royalty and greatness. Surely he should have been more humble, and yet it seemed coming to Fiori had only made such illusions worse; not only were the Armadas powerful, the Adravendi family were too!
At least he didn't boast about this brilliance. For now anyway he had kept such pride filled thoughts to himself. It may have been too soon to point that fact out of for he was of course lacking people around that he could actually boast to and was too lazy it seemed to bother to search for someone less noble. He was quite content for now to spend his days doing very little at all, it kept him happy it seemed, all the peace and quiet and lazing around.
It wasn't typically disturbed though today it would be, the voice of his mother suddenly ringing through the air as she addressed him and questioned what he was doing. Well what did it look like he was doing? "Nothing. I was walking earlier and now I'm not." He pointed out to her. She hadn't gone mad again had she? He would have blamed it on the heat though she appeared to have adjusted to that now. To be fair, there was a strong possibility that Archie simply had used it as an excuse and exaggerated his own suffering.