Mozart had always had a kinship with Joseph that was a lot like a child to a father. He respected him as a colleague, as a fellow musician and friend, but he'd been around when Wolfgang had needed a parent's support. Often times he disappointed his father in every turn he made, even down to his marriage. His choices weren't thought out according to Leopold, but Joseph had always given Wolfgang his sincerity.
Wolfgang smiled softly giving Haydn another bouncy embrace.
"Mmmm. In Manhatten. A big place." It was decked because Wolfgang had always enjoyed the finery in life. He'd been trained young whether his father had wanted to admit to spoiling his kids.