While searching through the crow to caught sight of his cousin, Phoebus was holding Olena's little hand, the two of them walking toward one of Daemon favourites tavern while he secretly hoped that his cousin wasn't drunk yet.
He had always make sure that Olena never saw her uncle drunk, not wanting her to get too interested in the alcohol's magic, as Daemon liked to call it when he was in front of his young niece. And gods, Daemon was really something when he was drunk, Phoebus knew this too well. He looked at his daughter softly, wondering if it had been a good idea to take her along with him. "Are you ready to see your uncle, little Lion ?"
At her nod, he continued his pace until he caught sight of his cousin's stature among the crowd. A relieved sigh escaped his throat as it semed that Daemon was sober for once. As they approached him, a wide smile came on his lips when his cousin finally saw him. His 'brother' was finally home. "Took you long enough to come back home, Daemon !" A mischievous smile replaced his previous one. "Didn't you miss me ?"