James listened, like he always did. The kid really loved the bastard, but he knew secrets about Marcus that he himself didn't even know and then the fact that he killed one of his brothers from the brotherhood. It was these things that made James hate the Marcus he knew, but it seemed like Erorn was falling for a new Marcus... which threw a wench in everything. Well if that isn't love, what is? You are learning fast, though I can see you still feel uncomfortable with calling me daddy. The more you say it the more you become numb to the feeling, which means you can fake it. Now... finish eating. I am going to make you do chores, like the good little boy you are. He smiled, taking his own plate and leaving. There wasn't anymore lightning or thunder, just rain.