Firefly Glen The Fireflies Are Out Tonight

Vaati snorts loudly, as if "yeah, I know him" was an understatement. "Not really, but I know enough to not want anything to do with him." It was slightly paradoxical on his part, as he was in fact, having something to do with Charon by seeking his daughters out all the time. "The stars, huh?" He glances up at the sky inquisitively before returning to the girl. "You could do something with that. Tell others their fortunes and futures by reading the stars. You could get people to do your bidding, if you're crafty enough with it." It was something his mother and grandmother had likely done once or twice in their lifetime, for delivering other people's fate (falsely or not) was a tricky tool of manipulation indeed. He thinks she may be too soft to do so, but wonders if, by playing into her own insecurity, he could make something dangerous out of her. The girl seemed like she needed it, for the weak very rarely survived in their world where monsters and even worse monsters clawed at each other for domination.