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The Reaper eyed his father with mild distate - he could not understand what compelled two souls to join together in a courtship such as his parent's, but he did not question it. It was yet another thing he lacked the emotion to understand, it was something perhaps he might never understand. His brow quirked at Dakarai's words, flicking his tail at the assumption Olive no longer wanted him around. It affected Aries very little, but a soft sigh was bitten back at the revelation that this was another way in which his family was broken. 

Then came the words that caused a slight spark of irritation to flare in the youth's gaze of ice. So he cared, did he? Surely that was false. "Don't lie to yourself, father - my absence did not hurt you." That was something the Svartell was certain of - if anything, it was likely the lack of Aries' presence had lifted some of whatever weight Dakarai held upon his shoulders.