Redhawk Caldera I think we should tell your mom

When Lagan called for his parents, his voice worried, Elwood frowned. Lagan was quite possibly the most easygoing of all of his children, and rarely had an issue with -- well, anything. So Elwood tracked down his son with a mixed dose of curiosity and trepidation, moving swiftly across the rendezvous site.

Even from a distance, he could sense Lagan's anxiety. Elwood approached the pacing youth, facing him with the same patient demeanor that he often employed in Finley's presence. Whatever was wrong, he was sure they could resolve it. "What's up?" he asked, tilting his head slightly as he waited for Lagan to explain.