Wapun Meadow the millionaire, the mansion, the yacht

Grayday merely flicked his ears at the unfamiliar word and, after a moment, discounted it completely. There conversation was moving on, and it hadn't seemed like important information. He was more interested in how adorable Sunny was, being all professional and protective of Dawn. His kids were growing up faster than he could keep track of them - he was glad they'd finally taken this time to strike out on their own for a bit.

"We're kind of doing the same thing," Grayday noted, appreciating Yglis sentiment. It was freeing to travel without plans - something he'd been trying to teach his children, lately. "We're not going anywhere in particular, but we'd be happy to have you along," he went on.