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He was happy to hear the call ring out. Verx had been fond of Praimfaya on their one and only meeting and was looking forward to their training. Wondering if his daughter would arrive as well, he made his way to the border, tail wagging and shoulders set in friendly manner.

Instead of Blodreina, whom he'd expected, the girl was accompanied by the dark man he'd known only briefly (actually, their one and only interaction had been kind of a dumpster fire, but what's new?). Her father? He squinted at the pair of them, smiling but a little confused. Hadn't his niece said she'd bring Praimfaya herself?

Hei, he greeted, giving the male a look that held some apology ("sorry for being a douche that one time"). He then turned his eyes to the presumptive fos goufa, unable to pick up any sadness that might be between the pair from Diaspora. Here for your training?