Those In Power

The old man lowers his cup a bit more before saying "Ah, it looks like a nasty storm is heading our way." I lift a brow and say "It does seem like that. Are you a weatherman?" The old man chuckles and says "My old bones might as well be! They've never let me down." 

I smile at him before leaning back in the chair and relaxing. His words always seem to have more than just one meaning to them. He takes another sip and asks "What happens when praying mantis fight?" I tap my fingers on the table before saying "They fight to the death but more often than not, they both die in the fight because it's so brutal."

The old man nods and sips his tea again before saying "Hmmm, you are correct. Which are you?" I tilt my head to the side a little before saying "Neither" He looks to me with mock surprise before asking "Then what are you?"