Astraios shut the door and turned, leading the way to a room where they could sit and talk with no question in his mind that Zephyrus would automatically follow. He was genuinely glad to see his son, and had not been pleased to hear all was not well with him. He hoped that once they began talking, Zephyrus would tell him everything that was troubling him. Astraios always did his best to see to the needs of his family……and to see that they themselves were not the source of anyone else’s troubles. It had not always been an easy thing to manage.
Reaching the room he had in mind for them, Astraios made himself comfortable in an armchair, keeping both hands settled loosely on his cane before him. He waited for Zephyrus to take a seat.
“Make yourself comfortable, son. Please.”
(ooc: If there's anything that needs changing here, let me know!)