Even though she had been the one to start the conversation, Ahnasha hesitated a moment in her response. She had something to suggest, but it was not a suggestion she was comfortable making, and she was not even sure if it would be a good idea. Regardless, she took in a deep breath, then continued in the same quiet, worried voice. 

"Meeting your siblings back in the capital, it...it got me thinking. The meeting with Monderyn was not pleasant, I know, but...your sister was beyond happy to see you, at least after getting over her surprise. I would wager that seeing you again was the best thing to happen to her since you were forced to leave them. It has been longer with my family, but...I just started thinking about what I must have done to them. My parents were rather distant from in the months before I faked my death, and I've always used that as a reason for thinking that they would be able to move past it, but...I think I've just been making excuses. They were distant because they were busy, not because they didn't love me. And my brother might have had different interests, but he always cared enough to talk to me, even about my hunting. I...I think I hurt them; I think I hurt them a lot more than I wanted to. I don't know what they would think about me now, but...I think I made a mistake, not so much in leaving as in lying. Fendros, I...I want to tell them. I want to find them; I want to show them that I'm alive. No matter what happens, whether they accept it all and rejoice, or have me chased out of town, I don't want to live a lie anymore. And I think it would be best to do the same with your family. Someday, we should find them, then deal with the consequences instead of hiding from them like we have. I don't want our lives together to be a lie anymore." Ahnasha explained, her words almost painful for her to say. She felt a great deal of uncertainty towards what she was suggesting, but it was clear she felt strongly about it.