The concept of his mother seeing ghosts perplexed him, though the boy wasn't sure why. Spirits and spirit guides were considered the norm in a place like AniWaya—those who lacked them were more unusual than not. How was it Tayui had seen these ghosts and was so certain of it and yet never met a spirit guide for herself? If what she said was true, it wasn't the case that she wasn't capable of seeing spirits, nor that her disbelief in them would bar her from the opportunity. Something wasn't adding up, and Attila hesitated to ask if she was omitting something from him. He glanced at her with questions in his eyes, even as she spoke of her love for him. A smile accompanied those questions soon, but before he could say more, the fishing pole in his fingers twitched.
"A bite," he blinked, iced eyes flashing back to the pole and water below. His grin widened, thrilled and excited, as he fought with the fish below just briefly before managing to yank it up onto the shore, where it flipped and flailed wildly. A decent size, too, and the Aston boy struggled to hold the damn thing down as it thrashed about. "Look at this porker!" he beamed, the pearls of his grin flashing menacingly beneath the sun. When the fish finally stilled, he presented it to his mother with an adapted, snide smile, "Not too bad for a useless son, huh?"
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