Golden Glade upon the moment i could talk, i was ordered to listen

Sionnach's dejection of the situation didn't phase Rannoch. "You know, I'm not too happy about it either," he replied, seeing no need to hide his feelings. "I miss Breccan a whole lot, and I wish he would have stayed." Rannoch sat then, watching as Sionnach's fast twisted in disgust. 

She then posed a question that he wasn't ready to answer, and he hesitated for a moment as he considered the possibility of his son never returning home. "I... don't know," he replied; Breccan was a smart man, and Rannoch was confident that he'd keep out of harm's way. "I don't like thinking about it, you know?" But, there was always the chance that it could happen, and the thought alone drove a sourness to spur in the pit of his stomach. "But I would think that we would go and find him if he didn't come home for a long time."