Good. Laharl had caught the brief falter in his father's expression, and was pleased in that he'd apparently caught on. He didn't really want to ruin this moment for anything, but the danger couldn't be forgotten.

The young Overlord moved aside at this point, as he noticed the expressions between his parents. He didn't like the feeling of being kind of like he was in the middle here. The way they were looking at eachother...

His gaze shifted towards the gate. Not that there was anything particularly interesting there, of course.