Family ties

Web Pithon practically bounced onto the stage, his designer suit and perfectly styled hair completely different to Owen's military precision. He fanned himself dramatically with one hand, drawing scattered laughter.

"Whew! Commander Owen, I'm going to need a minute to recover from that speech. I think I'm ready to run out and fight some Harbingers myself!" His grin was infectious, and even Owen cracked a smile. "Though I'd probably just throw money at them and hope they go away."

The crowd laughed, and Web's grin widened. He adjusted his silk tie, every movement screaming affluence and ease.