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"Oi, the only person allowed to kick my arse is me, love. Suppose I need to teach you humility." Griffin proclaimed with a practically insane grin, twisting his neck from shoulder to shoulder to let it pop. 

Smirking, Griffin nodded with a mock bow at her offer to escort her to her cabin and help her unpack. It allowed him ample opportunity to hear whatever tales she had to tell before Arianna or Syleste beat him to it. Erin, of course, would hide any interest she had beneath her veneer of cruelty. 

Things had always been like that, it seemed. Ever since they were young, Erin was the cold, objective one, Arianna was the excitable, talkative party girl, Syleste was the sweet, compassionate one, Ky' vie was the glue of sensibility that held him together, and he was the joker, the troublemaker - the wildcard. Funny...there was a time he could remember not always being this way, though it seemed as though it was long and far away. 

He could pick up glimpses of it in his memory; being a young, wide-eyed boy who's mind and heart were full of fairy tales and dreams of the future. Never worry about tomorrow, let today play it's course. 

Pulled out of his absentmindedness from a distinct vibrating sensation coming from his right-side pocket, Griffin pulled out his phone to see an incoming call flashing on the screen, with the word "Dad" in bold letters identifying the source. 

Letting out a sigh, Griffin hit the 'ignore' button, putting his phone back in his pocket. Whatever Hermes wanted, it would just have to wait for a few minutes.