[ He's about to express his relief - because he really is glad Dimitri still has his family in this life - but then Dimitri mentions (stumbles over) Glenn.

Funny. It's been years, but this still isn't easy to talk about. ]

... Glenn's dead. [ He does his best to keep the emotion out of his voice but Dimitri, keen as he is, might be able to pick up the traces of sorrow beneath his even tone. ] He was in a car accident around five years ago.

But my old man's fine. [ His fingers tighten slightly around the mug. ] Well, as fine as he can be, anyway. He's not glorifying Glenn's death this time around, but he's just as insufferable. [ And, from the sound of things, their relationship is only a little less strained. Not that Felix didn't try to make things better - just... there's only so much either of them could do. Especially when no one in their family's particularly great at expressing love.

(there's also the circumstances from their previous life to consider. he never explained to his father why he no longer wanted to be a member of house fraldarius. he just... left. no parting words, no dramatic or tearful goodbyes - just a short letter left on his childhood bed for rodrigue to find after he was miles and miles away from home. he doesn't remember anything special about the last time they saw each other, either... though, knowing them, they probably argued about whether or not dimitri was still alive, and he probably left his father to stare at his retreating back in a fit of anger of frustration.)

Maybe they're not meant to get along. Just like how he's apparently not allowed to have his older brother past the age of thirteen. ]