Vereux explained the situation with his father (Vitus' grandfather) and the boy found himself intrigued. His family was incredibly interesting to him, and he wanted to know more. It seemed, from what he gathered of Vereux's brief tale, that his grandfather had been something of a tyrant. He would have to ask his mother about him. His father warned him, letting him know that he might learn more than he anticipated if he asked too many questions. Just how bad was his grandfather? Vitus' brow raised, inquiring further though he knew he wouldn't get any more information out of his dad this time. His tail swayed slowly behind him, evidence that he was more at ease now than before. He'd simply flown off the handle when he'd misinterpreted his father's laugh - nothing more. He'd already been a ticking time bomb when he arrived here, so it had only been a matter of time. Vitus was just glad he hadn't acted more severely, although the idea of laying into his father wasn't something he would immediately turn down. "Mo-hre," he'd prompt his father - hoping for more information, more visits, more of anything and everything. He didn't hate his father, he simply didn't know him.
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