Sabine turned her eyes to the room Meesei pointed out. She tensed a corner of her mouth knowing that Meesei's insistence would not be easy to shake off. It looked like Fendros and Ahnasha were busy anyway.

"Okay," Sabine murmured before reluctantly standing up to accompany Meesei to the empty room. Knowing these temples, it was probably a quiet shrine to pray in private.

Even with the privacy, Sabine did not seem keen on speaking first.

Janius looked to the side. His face seemed almost pained. "You don't have to worry about that. I don't think seeking out my family is such a good idea. Your village, though..." Janius sucked in a breath through his teeth. "Kaleeth, even if we do find them, I don't remember leaving on the best of terms."

Calia stepped aside and extended a hand away from Ahnasha. "Let us take a seat, then. Fendros, perhaps you might help your siblings to mingle. Monderyn may think I do not notice, but he had been avoiding conversation."

"I'm right here, mother," Monderyn mentioned.

"You are? Good, that means you can start talking." Calia glided back to her seat, reaching and feeling for its position before sitting down.

Fendros leaned to kiss Ahnasha once more on the cheek. "Careful, she's prepared this time," he mumbled into her ear, before letting their hands slide free and leading his siblings over to the rest of the pack.

"You know, Janius was fighters guild too, Monderyn. Try asking him about that," Fendros suggested as they approached. They got about halfway before Rhazii ran into Fendros' arms, prompting him to pick Rhazii off the ground with a wide smile.

"Now, Ahnasha," Calia began their separate little interview properly once Ahnasha was settled. "You are correct in that we have not been able to get to know one another. Perhaps you might start by telling me about your upbringing?'