[ Honestly, his need to challenge his father is running toward a very contentious collision which either needs to be averted by clearer heads, prepared for by even clearer heads still, or be mitigated. There probably can't even be a winner in that, even if a boundary does end up defined. But maybe if they talked? his dad and him have been talking lately, but not a big heart to heart. Yet. ]

Uh... will you, Junko? Have fun, I mean. -- Also uh, sorry on the protecting thing.

[ Apparently, being authoritative isn't easy. Or at least, it's not easy when you aren't being reassured either by your scent or by your mate. It's something he needs to improve on. He knows it is. And he looks around the train cart again...

And looks down at Charlotte's hand, squeezing his leg. He- ]

Also how did you even invite everyone here? And-- uh. Why? Is it my whole future pack thing?

[ . . . . . . Oh, also, for Charlotte- ] Did she tell you to bring a swimsuit too?