He rose when the girls walked in and leaned down to kiss Persephone's cheek before motioning for them to sit down. Then he set his drink away, knowing Makaria didn't like it when he did drink. "Sit, please. Your mother and I want to talk to you."

He glanced at Persephone as he sat down, hoping she could broach the subject better then he could. He didn't want to be too rough.