Lunise smiled wider at Meesei's affection, narrowing one eye and bringing a hand up to straighten freshly her ruffled hair. "I am unsure I have a simple answer to that question," Lunise murmured under the Nytala's rummaging. "What little I remember from before she left was caring, albeit...busy, distracted." With her hair more or less fixed, Lunise looked ahead and reached up around Meesei's head to stroke over her ear. "Perhaps this is coloured by the way my father and I interacted after she left, but she has been remarkably more accepting than I had expected. I could even call it motherly, though that begs the question of what I had predicted in the first place."

As she leant her head against Meesei's torso, Lunise grew even quieter. So deliberately whisper quiet that Meesei had to strain to hear her. "But her absence in the past is still there. Nothing can change that."

Lunise did not hold onto her negativity for longer than a short pause. She began pouring cups of tea while Nytala continued her search.