He looked at his father. His face visibly paled at the sight of King North shouting, but he swallowed his fear and replaced it with confidence. "Father," he started in a calm and respectful manner. "Leopard Seal went looking for the Mimik, along with a handful of other royalty." He regained his composer, his posture perfect and his eyes stone - like. He enjoyed his father's company most of the time, but he also did not think of his father as a parent. More like a friend. But when his father got angry, he saw him as an authoritative figure. Almost like an army general. "I am confident that she is in good hands."