Tuktu Weir Engorge

It had been a very long time since he had heard that call... His youngest, Vex, was not far off. Had he the inward decency to do something so trivial as smile, he might have - it seemed his old nose had not failed him yet. The same could not yet be said about his spawn. He had much reconnaissance to do to glean what the trio of disappointments had managed to stir up in the absence of the weight of his iron fist. He did not disgrace himself by rushing towards the sound  of his daughter's voice, no, Jaganatha did nothing at the behest of anyone save himself. When at last he found himself standing behind @Vex, only then did he make his presence known with a commanding growl that he knew would be all too familiar to her. "You've been..." he sneered, flicking his yellow gaze over her form, "Busy."