"I know I shouldn't listen to them. It still bothers me, though. Why can't they just accept her, or at the very least try to be sympathetic? I'm their son. They should be happy for me," Kang said bitterly.

There was a flash, of a campfire and twenty little forms playing around it, gone just as quickly as it came. He frowned, ignoring it. He really needed to get more sleep.

After a pause, he took another sip of his drink. "We have. We'd rather not unless it's an absolute last resort."