It had been, admittedly, dreadfully long since the Englishman had found himself standing in front of a shouting match quite like this one. Though Sebastian was hardly ignorant that the ways of the world had changed, his distinct absence of any true family left the vampire without any such chaotic intrusions of his own. His brow arched in vague surprise as he listened to Matteo's sharp tone, the Frenchman clearly utilizing his authority as the head of the household in an effort to escape the consequences of his own rather pitiful driving. In mere moments, however, Matteo's phone vibrated, a melody filling the space to bring silence to the otherwise rowdy shouting of his brother-in-law. Sebastian watched the Frenchman glance wearily at the screen, only to press the 'end' button rather than bother with answering it. That declaration that Matteo had raised two narks prompted a soft chuckle from Sebastian, the vampire attempted to withhold his own bemusement as Dorian's silver irises turned towards him. The vampire cleared his throat, attempting to explain that distinctly British term. "Ah...an informant for someone in authority?" He offered, though he suspected Dorian was likely to be as unperturbed at such a faux insult as his sibling was - Aiden merely facing down the Frenchman with a scathing remark of his own. Those words, as biting as they were, seemed to be enough to prompt Matteo to give into his youngest son's desires, even if it was accompanied with the assurance that Aiden was somehow corrupting Sebastian's husband!

The very idea prompted a small shake to the Englishman's head, though he said nothing of it as his husband's hand brushed lightly against his own. That small touch near immediately directing his attention towards his lover and Mira, in turn. Dorian's efforts to offer the woman a beverage, however, were intruded upon near instantly by Matteo as the Frenchman returned to the room - the results of his temporary disappearance apparently enough to satisfy the once furious Aiden. His brother-in-law near-instantly returning to that somewhat quiet, aloof man that Sebastian had come to know him to be. It was the sound of his name upon his father-in-law's lips, however, that prompted the vampire to freeze in place. It was easy enough, during most of those family gatherings, to simply skirt through, garnering as little attention as possible. After all, they were all Dorian's family, not his own and yet...Sebastian had every intention of particularly avoiding his father-in-law for as long as he could help it. Arlo's description of that evening the vampire had been too high to remember now lingered heavily within his thoughts. It was his lover's voice, however, that drew him from his own internal contemplations, that chastising tone hardly dissuading the Frenchman in any way as Matteo made himself comfortable upon their living room sofa.

"Of course." He responded and yet, before he could quite move towards those glasses, Dorian's inquiry of Mira prompted him to pause. How well he knew that very phrase of 'courting' would surely only confound the woman, Sebastian making some effort to correct his lover with the far more modern term before he saw to those drinks. He was vaguely aware, naturally, of Mira's response, his overly sensitive hearing picking up her words even as he pulled out those alcoholic liquors he knew his father-in-law, brother-in-law, and husband favored in turn. That mention of two years prompted a small frown upon his features, even if Sebastian hardly turned from his task. Two years and the couple was only just now struggling to discern their relationship? Within two years, Dorian and himself had begun to date, moved in with one another, Sebastian had been declared Dorian's Consort and the vampire, in turn, had begun to contemplate marriage! How...slowly...Aiden and Mira seemed to be moving in comparison! He glanced towards Dorian as the fae commented how peculiar it was that the young woman hadn't met their family until now, those veiled words holding a plethora of meanings for the Englishman though he doubted Aiden nor Mira might consider all that Dorian too had left unsaid by this.

Nevertheless, Sebastian returned to the living room as Mira and Dorian found their own seats, the vampire only just catching his lover's comment of Matteo's control of fire. Those tumblers of whiskey, however, were offered to Matteo and Aiden first, Sebastian sparing that heated hearth little thought before he disappeared a moment longer to fetch the three remaining beverages. Shortly, the Englishman returned with three glasses of rose wine. That crystalline wine had become one of his lover's favorites, even despite the hefty price tag associated with each bottle. He presented one such glass towards Mira, handing his husband the second before Sebastian settled on the sofa beside his Monarch with his own wine glass.

Sebastian was, admittedly, almost surprised the aged Dark Hunter hadn't too appeared at their estate, the very talk of the order he must surely bring their family prompted a soft snort from the Englishman's nose. "Isn't he still in the military?" He inquired, albeit half rhetorically, the Cavalry, he was certain, was likely to run the same way as those armies underneath Alexander's watch. It was his lover's inquiry of Mira's family, however, that drew the weight of his gaze upon her fair feminine figure. The vampire was entirely content to merely sip upon his wine as Matteo inquired after how the pair had met and, in turn, recounted her version of the tale. The mention of her animal form, however, seemed to captivate the fae at his side, Dorian inquiring to see her form one day in the same way he too had so eagerly inquired after that jungle cat that his brother transformed into. His lover's inquiry of Were-trapping however, seemed to prompt a sharp reaction from Aiden, the very sorts of which prompted the vampire's head to tilt ever so slightly to the side in a vague hint of inquisitiveness. He remained silent on those considerations, however, the vampire far more curious about the response to his husband's question - particularly with the way the couple seemed to dance around that topic in spite of how many times that simple word of 'girlfriend' had been uttered.