Fendros had not been as particular about his breakfast. On his plate was some cut of horse meat, no doubt the cheapest on the menu. He took a swig of water and leaned his elbow on the table to rub his eyes. "I'm sure he'll have the opportunity to see them another time."

For a moment, Fendros stared at his food and sighed. "I was expecting him to be more upset, to be honest. He's...been getting mature this last year or so." He huffed a laugh. "I know it's a cliche, but I keep losing track of his growth. Julan's, too." He cut himself another mouthful.