No more than a week.. so it had been recent. Lucien's eyebrows furrowed as Faolan spoke. He wasn't a fool.. he knew what was going on here.. he was just finding it hard to accept it.. mostly for the girl's sake. 

[color=burlywood]"Even.. if that's the case.. I still need to know. The more informed we are the better."[/color] He said. Faolan's anger was clear, and he didn't blame him for it, he was angry too, but he didn't want to let that get in the way of him potentially being able to get his answers. He would hold back for the girl's sake. 

[color=burlywood]"I think it would be best if you stayed near the bus for now. Depending on what I manage to find out, we can decide what to do next."[/color] He said.

Once Faolan had headed over there, Lucien began walking to the home next door. He got rid of his displeased expression, before he gently knocked on the door. A woman opened it, seemingly a little surprised to see him. 

Still, he gave her a charming smile, and a small bow. [color=burlywood]"Good evening, Ma'm, I'm terribly sorry to drop by so suddenly."[/color] He said, in a perfectly fluent, American accent. Over the years he had mastered the language enough so no traces of his French accent remained. Usually he only had to do this in specific circumstances, this was one of them.

[b]"O-Oh no.. it's quite alright, how may I help you Sir?"[/b] The woman asked. 

[color=burlywood]"I am a relative of Mr. and Mrs. Brewer from next door. Some of my family and I have been on the road for quite a while, and had decided to drop by for a visit, but I happen to see that they aren't there anymore. Might you have any idea of where they went?"[/color] He asked, motioning in Faolan's direction. From all the way over here, it was probably that they could see some sort of resemblance. 

The woman glanced over at the man and then the bus, before looking back at Lucien.

[b]"The Brewers? Well.. I'm sorry to say I'm not exactly sure where they've gone. Are they unable to get into contact with you?"[/b] 

[color=burlywood]"I'm afraid that letters are a bit hard to receive on our end, so I assume we must have missed their reply."[/color] He said with a sigh. 

[b]"That's unfortunate.. I don't think I can be of much help. About five days ago, they just kind of.. vanished. A lot of the neighborhood hadn't even noticed them move away. They weren't the [i]most[/i] sociable people but.. I thought they'd at least say goodbye.."[/b] The woman said. 

[color=burlywood]"Oh my.. that's very unfortunate.. Perhaps we should have timed our visit a little better. I'll reach out to the rest of our family, and be sure to reprimand them for moving away without giving their proper goodbyes."[/color]

The woman let out a small laugh. [b]"That's not necessary, but I do appreciate the sentiment. I do hope you're able to reach them soon."[/b] 

Lucien nodded. [color=burlywood]"Yes.. I do as well. Thank you so much for the information, please have a good rest of your day."[/color] The man said.

[b]"Thank you, you as well!"[/b] 

With that, Lucien turned on his heel, and headed back to Faolan. His pleasant smile became bitter as he did so. It was clear that they had probably left in a hurry. There was really no doubt in his mind that they were running away from something. Guilt perhaps? Guilt at having left their daughter behind. He clenched his fists, his anger becoming harder to restrain, but as he got closer he attempted to keep himself in check. He didn't want to scare the girl.

[color=burlywood]"I don't think breaking in will tell too much, aside from making it clear they left quickly."[/color] He said quietly, not wanting either Illyana or Aurel to overhear. 

[color=burlywood]"I can maybe.. look into things at the bank, if the home was sold to them.. but.. it might not get us much. Is our only choice to talk to her?"[/color] He asked. There was no doubt in his mind now that Illyana hadn't told them everything... speaking to her would probably give them more information but.. in her current state, he felt bad doing so. 

Aurel distressed a little as he saw the girl's tears beginning to flow. He got up for a moment to retrieve some napkins, before placing them next to her quietly. Ginger, sensing her sadness, slithered down from the nearby shelf and nudged her shoulder, hoping to help make her feel better.