[...L-lol he does have a date with death coming up and he knows it. Thanks Eald'narche. Which is ALSO TANGENTALLY YOUR FAULT. So... Ow. But he's not bitter. The laugh he gives definitely isn't happy though, but it is rather dark. He knows his place far better than you'd think.]

Eald'narche you don't know a damn thing about 'my place'. If I die it's because I wasn't good enough. That's my fault. Who I am, what I am has nothing to do with it.

I don't care if he's your father. If he's going to act like a five year old throwing a tantrum that's how I'm going to treat him.

I may like you, but that doesn't mean you can control me. Only one person does that. Is this clear?