Dragoncrest Cliffs Don't wanna go in that pot they bubbling!

Sensing some subtle unease, he nodded back to him. "Even if there are any others out there right now, it will be fine as long as I'm there," he touted proudly through a small grin to his son—and for as much of a boast as it sounded like, and was, he knew it wasn't wrong; it was what he did every single day and on Drageda turf especially, he was rather self-assured. "Maybe on the way, we could look for any plants for your mom's stocks? There's plenty around and sometimes I see some things by the redwoods that's not usually by the beaches," he said, starting to lean into a longer stride and nodding for Sirio to come with him.

While quite far from his area of expertise, he just wanted to try to help expose him to as many different aspects of things as he could—in whatever small way the moment may manage. It was good for him to see more of the territory and what it had to offer them.