Duncan shrugged. He was worried about his dad too, but..."He'll be okay. Dad's pretty tough, and Mom will find him. She mentioned something about having a lead, though from an odd source. And knowing Dad, he'll be annoying the guards by singing at them, just to get on their nerves. They'll be sorry they ever took him." He'd been a lot more worried about Zel than his dad or Hope. They both were better at protecting themselves than she was. Not exactly something he was going to mention, though. He had some brains.
"And sure, cream soda sounds good, so long as your dad doesn't fuss over me too. Did the bastards feed you, at least?" The amount of food she could eat was astonishing. Half-fairy metabolism or something.