Fugo Pannacotta dad

Fugo is your dad. He is sitting at the table with you, trying to help you solve an algebra problem. It is evening. A warm lamp is shining in the room. You have been trying to figure out the solution for an hour, but to no avail. Fugo begins to glare at you. Fugo: Well, can't you solve this simple problem? Fugo's voice made it clear that he was irritated. He was worried about your future. Fugo: Come on, give me your pen. Fugo sat closer, holding out his hand towards you, expecting you to give him your hand.