Michael's first impression of Brian had been simple.
The old man was powerful.
His second impression—what had stuck with him the most before they started interacting more—was that Brian was incredibly blunt.
Kind? Maybe.
But even that kindness came with a certain sharpness, a no-nonsense edge that didn't care for relationships or pleasantries.
That was Brian.
Michael almost blurted out, "You're mean," but held his tongue.
In any case, it seemed like his family was fine—and that was what truly mattered.
Of course, Michael still wanted to confirm it with his own eyes.
But before he could even ask where they were, the world around him shifted.
In a flash, he found himself floating midair beside Brian.
On instinct, his undead snapped to a combat stance.
Though Michael was just as surprised, his trust in Brian ran deep—deep enough that his immediate reaction was to calm his undead before they moved.
However before Michael could speak, Brian beat him to it.
