A vein began to stand on Sam's father's face as Remi stood up and began to speak. He clearly had not been expecting the intrusion, and much like Sam stared agape at the Alchemist. Immediately discounting the tales Remi gave him of Sam's accomplishments as fiction, he waved a hand.
"I'm his father, boy. So I have much more reason to tell him how he is than you do. Who are you, the boyfriend?" The last word was said with a sneering sarcasm, the man wrinkling up his nose and looking Remi up and down.
From behind him, Sam's mother walked forward and tried to hold his arm, pull him away - but Sam's father shook his arm and waited for Remi to answer.
"I'm his father, boy. So I have much more reason to tell him how he is than you do. Who are you, the boyfriend?" The last word was said with a sneering sarcasm, the man wrinkling up his nose and looking Remi up and down.
From behind him, Sam's mother walked forward and tried to hold his arm, pull him away - but Sam's father shook his arm and waited for Remi to answer.
