He looked at Shiloh as she asks of her mother, his aunt, and his dream-like eyes look back to Guardian. There had been recent challenges to leadership apparently, and Starfall knew there were difficulties with such. Spirane seemed to be in a constant mess, although hopefully stable for now, and Diveen still sees challenges to this day. He watches Guardian as he replies, nodding slightly at hearing that Isola was well and healing. He even mentioned their own mother, Andromeda, and he was glad that Guardian was there to watch over her. He sighed slightly, the morning sun drenching the land with even more saturated color.

Guardian moves in, touching Starfall's cheek with his muzzle, and Starfall manages to let a slight smile slip onto his features. It was hard to tell how genuine such a smile was. He was glad to see his brother, to have him here with him in Taviora. It would be fun to run through the trees with him, to explore and compete as they once did when they were younger. Yet his dreams, dreams so real, seemed to get in the way of it all, as it always did.

Guardian's words, though well intentioned, did not come without the sting of a bee. He knew his parents were not pleased with him leaving, especially so young. Azrael had stormed right over here in the beginning. He did not understand, and Starfall felt like he really never would. He knew his father tried though, and that is really...all he could ask. The star-crowned boy simply nodded at Guardian's words, turning his naturally handsome crown over to Shiloh as she inquired about how he was doing.

Well, it was nice to have someone ask, but it was never something he was able to really explain. There always seemed to be a large weight on his shoulders, like a whole world and universe existed simply to himself and it was his burden to carry alone. His face remained rather stoic, although his glistening opal eyes sparkled slightly with her simple thought.

"I am...fine, it is just, complicated. The world for me, is not as it is for you and...it can get..." he stated, trailing off as his eyes wandered off into the distance. He did not know quite what to say, honestly. He never really did. And in this silence Guardian's voice broke, asking of what it is he does here, and what Shiloh does here. Having such defined purpose was always something important to the Angel family, and Starfall certainly did not fit the bill for any position in Diveen.

"No...something different. Cozszcotl, he understands my...differences. I am a Seer, Guardian. There are others like me where he comes from. He...believes me, trusts in me and what I see. I still would say...I am not very good at it," he laments, not wishing to dwell much on his own position or responsibilities, looking over to Shiloh with a small cracked grin, hoping that she would have something more...uplifting to say about her thoughts and future in Taviora. He would be interested to see where she goes, what she would do for the pack in the future. He can see it in her eyes, something special, something the faeries would whisper about in his ears. Perhaps they would lead him to learn more about her future, just as the alpha thinks he is capable of doing.