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Ergon's grip tightened on the spoon at the reminder of the visitor from earlier, his jaw betraying the twitch of anger as it clenched. One didn't even need to raise their head to be able to look down on those kinds of people... even though he had once been one of them himself. He could remember the flavor in his own mind, and it just added to the constant sourness in his belly as of late.

But hey, it was something else to focus on. "No.. Not all of them, no." He stirred his soup idly to keep his hands busy. "Many are much calmer than that.. that flavor. You have simply been lucky enough to run into some of the more outspoken ones." Simply. As if there was anything simple about the matter. His gaze flicked up to soften a hair as it settle on his niece. "Are you alright?"

It was tempting to snark about the girl's father, but Ergon managed to behave. That man was odd, to say the least; but, he made his family happy. One couldn't argue that in the slightest.

He inhaled slowly as he pushed his own anger aside. "That is a good view to have," he agreed. He had grown up far too worried about what others though. It was how he'd been raised. It was still important to him, but he had discovered that there were some things that mattered more than the views of social peers. He looked at Yngvara for a long moment, and finally cleared his throat. "For whatever it is worth to you... I appreciate having you as my niece." Though he wanted to duck his gaze back down, he held it firmly up to make it clear that he meant what he'd said. Out loud. With his words. Straight to her...

Any misgivings Ergon may have had for revealing such emotions were blown away by the power of that rare and brilliant smile. With the returned sentiment, his own lips managed to curve with a contented smile. He certainly hadn't expected such a relationship to come from this. Perhaps.. well, opening up to one family member on that side was plenty for now.

He couldn't help the blank look he gave her before it broke with an amused chuckle. "I told you I am not good with the language yet," he berated lightly. Though he couldn't understand it, the tone it was spoken with told him what he needed to know. Perhaps he would one day understand the words without needing help. For now, he would just let himself enjoy this brief moment of light in the darkness surrounding his mind.