In his questioning Viktor was comparing Noah to his wife and chosen bondmate, posing all questions for Elann to answer since he knew his son well enough to not ask them again. Isabella had informed him Noah had been marked once again, as much witnessed by her, so Viktor felt he would ask if Elann was marked by her chosen deity as well. While it was rare, to him, the question was warranted and logical given happenstance. 

Upon Elann affirming as much, he nodded and left it alone, going quiet in order to view what he could of Elann’s iridescent mark and to allow Ryon to ask his question. She was twenty years old, another tidbit of information that was met with a nod of understanding from not only Viktor, but Ryon as well. 

“That's young for your people, humans,” Viktor said, not meaning to segregate but to point out. While she didn't know it, Elann had been the first human outside of the Amuel family friends that sat at their dinner table. Ryon didn't usually bring his own girls around, even his now ex-fiancée was scarcely seen. 

“Bella,” Viktor called to his wife, “are you still going out tomorrow?”

The she-eagle hummed in affirmation, nodding as she set her utensils down to wipe her hands on her napkin, dabbing her lips in kind. “I wanted to take Elann and Noah out to buy some new clothes and shoes before the party next week,” she said, looking over to the Benshira and Noah. “You don't oppose to us spending some money on the two of you, do you, Elann?”

The question was pointed more so at Elann than Noah because it seemed she, before, had reservations about taking from them, even though it had been offered readily. 

“I know you two brought quite a bit of coin with you,” she continued, “but I wouldn't want you dipping into your own pocket until you get your more important things in order, or until you want to. For now though, I wanted to complete your welcome to the city.”

Isabella trained her eyes on Elann, patiently awaiting any reply the Benshira had to give.