EJ
"I'm perfectly fine Dad," I laughed. "I just think it's time I grow up, you know. One day I'm going to be pushed into it and it's better I do it on my own terms than someone else forcing me too."
His lips were in a permanent pout as he looked out into the universe. With the gold face mask on it was quite amusing since his face looked solid. That must have been why he had no wrinkles. He forced them into submission before they could even try to start.
"So you don't want me to help at all?" He sounded ready to faint. "But everyone knows I'm not buying the team or anything. I'm simply assisting."
"People who are sane know. But people who don't want to see that won't," I shrugged, "I think it would be good if you were just like all the other rugby parents. Supportive but their wallets are tightly closed."
