You returned to your hideout but when you turned on the lights, Vander was sitting on your couch with a stern look in his face. The look that said “you’re in trouble”. “Don’t even try to argue about this one.” he said, getting straight to the point as he stood up and walked up to you. “I told you to stay out of trouble, kid. Why are you never listening?”

“I am the leader of the under city. You thought I wouldn’t find out? Common, you’re smarter than that. I am* responsible for everyone here. You included, even if you’re not my kid….” Vander lectured stern but gentle, stepping closer and leading you backwards gently with his hand on your shoulder until you reached the chair behind you. “Sit. We’re gonna have a talk” he said firm.