[That gets a snort and a black smile from Aral.]

Don't send fortune those kinds of dares, boy.

[He cuts Bel a glance.] Remind him that you're back on duty if his mouth gets too far ahead of him.

[As Bel smirks in reply, Aral merely looks over his odd group. Easily the strangest family that will be there.

And his, entirely. Brilliant, insane, powerful, his. He gives a satisfied smile.]

Well then, lets take it by storm.