Grant watched as Jojo bowed before him and he was impressed by the fox's panache. The awkwardness from before had vanished and Grant felt at ease talking with Jojo. As the fox collapsed on the bed, Grant took a seat beside him and listened to his tail.
As Jojo mentioned his home and his parents, Grant briefly remembered what his life had been like before he had left. He loved his parents, but he always felt distanced from them because of his magic secret. They did many things together and he wished he could just tell them, but he knew that could never be. He wondered if they would have acted differently had he just told them.
Grant was brought back to reality as he realized the fox was sticking his tongue out at him. The sudden act of silliness broke through Grant's composed facade and exposed his fun loving self. Guffawing, Grant tumbled off the bed and in his frantic grab for the covers, brought the blankets along with him.
"I-I'm sorry!" he spurted in between his bouts of laughter, "sorry about your dad, but it sounds like things are looking up."
"What about you, Grant? What's your story?"
"Oh me?" he replied regaining his composure. "I'm nothing too special. I used to be training as a guard, but that didn't work out..." As he brought up his life, his thoughts from before began to flood into his mind. Without fully realizing it, he opened up to Jojo.
"I'm from Besmir," he started, "my dad was a well-respected member of the guard and my mother was quite the socialite. I loved them, but ever since I discovered I was capable of magic..." He cut off for a moment as the memories of his parents burst into his mind. "I-I should have told them, but..." Grant gave a deep sigh and continued, "they found out when they caught me practicing. They were mad, I was mad, we were all mad and I made a bad decision..." Pausing, Grant laid back on the floor and just looked up at the ceiling. "So... here I am."
Grant lifted himself up for a moment to see what the fox's reaction would be. He felt foolish for revealing so much about himself, but he had felt as though a weight were lifted off his shoulders and he could breathe somewhat easier.