Daric didn't like cutting people off but he understood it was urgent business. He was interested in the boy's story though he'd need to first teach him how to salute. He felt sad when he heard of the story. Said but he didn't pity the boy, pity is a dangerous thing that can be mistook for looking down on them. When his father died everyone said "I'm sorry" or "my condolences" and so on like they cared about him or that it was their fault. He knew some did feel that way but it wasn't the best option either. "He will grow up to be a fine boy, you did the right thing" he said turning to her and placing his hand on her shoulder, best he could anyways.<br/><br/>"seems like you dumped the responsibilities on him" he told her when she said she didn't have the heart  to tell the boy "it's not my place to tell him anything but I think both you and Merrick should tell him together, when he's older and has the ability to process the news of course. Though the sooner the better". He stepped in along with her, he was impressed by the inside and now believed why they praised it so much "impressive, I might be able to take a trick or two from this place after all".<br/><br/>As she said she'd get the drinks Daric raised an eyebrow "I thought you don't drink Ariadne" he said as he looked around "for a place in the middle of nowhere this place is pretty good".