Even Fendros' comment could not halt the silence between the two. Ahnasha had hoped the words would come to her, but she had no such luck. How would one even begin to explain to her parents why she put them through such pain willingly? Eventually, however, the silence had hung in the air long enough that her mother realized she needed to do something.

"I need...I need to get my husband, and Vasiq. This is...they should just be here." S'nashi quickly turned and rushed through the door to the back room. There was only a minute or so of a wait, the entire duration of which Ahnasha spent looking at the floor, trying to collect herself. When S'nashi returned with the rest of the family, it was clear by their reactions that she had not had time to explain what was happening. Vasiq, Ahnasha's brother, was just as speechless as S'nashi had been, but due to their conversation earlier that day, the initial shock was shorter lived for Gwindir. He was the first to speak as he ran his hands down his face and tried to reign in control of his emotions. 

"I should have put it together; I should have entertained the thought. I just...couldn't believe. All those years, all the pain, just...what happened?" Gwindir asked. Ahnasha felt like she could speak up, but she did not know how much detail to give. It was possible that telling them about her lycanthropy would be too much.