Bane looks at the creature that approaches him, and nothing in his gaze changes. There’s really no one else she can be… he’d watched her grow up, even from afar. God how he wished things had been different… it didn’t matter anymore. The last she’d be compelled to remember of him would have been… hm. He couldn’t remember. There had been a lot of words thrown around that were unfit for the ears of someone who’d been her age when she was… Bane almost felt bad. He really fucking wished he could feel badly about it. His siblings. His own siblings. They were strangers now.

Deathly calm eyes sit on the face of the girl who has been frozen in his mind for so long as a pup. His posture doesn’t waver, doesn’t shake, doesn’t suggest something other than complete neutrality. There are no teeth. There are no claws, no hackles, nothing. Bane is very, very carefully grey. His tail offers a momentary wry twitch when the child shows no recognition of who he is. He doesn’t blame her. He would have tried damn hard to forget himself, if he had that option. Maybe the creature did, out there in the wild. Probably. It wouldn’t come as a shock if little pieces of him had flecked off and gone to the wind. Maybe they already had, when he wasn’t paying attention. Bane spent a great deal of time no longer paying much mind.

But he addresses the girl that’s… no longer a girl. “I’ve come back to see my mother.” That wasn’t the only reason, but he’d love MoonGlow more than life, and he’d missed her so deeply that there was an ache in his chest when he thought of the woman that had raised him. She’d loved him in the way that it was so important that a mother loved her children, and he was so infatuated with that—a momma’s boy. He always had been, after all. It was quite the relation to have, and it had made him so happy.

So Bane’s eyes move to sit squarely on the young woman before him. “Do you know where MoonGlow has gone?” Bane shifts to his other hip, the only drastic movement he’s made since Daenerys arrived initially. Swallowbane watches carefully, looking for anything that would violate the strange moment they were having. Strange. Strange indeed.