Truth be told, she had never put that much thought into the act of imprinting as it had become known as. Rather, she had always been a little terrified of the idea if anything: the idea of needing somebody seemed so foreign and intrusive, like a thorn in one's paw. Only, now it didn't seem so horrendous or outlandish. Just as she needed Rogue, she too needed Sleekwing though perhaps in a more subtle way. Now, beside him, she felt as if she had somebody she could truly trust with every part if herself and the world they lived in. In a way, it felt absurd to think back on a time when she had been so sure she would be alone. It was as if he had always been there in some way, just biding his time until he came to her.

Perhaps it had been that connection that allowed her to speak so freely in regards to taking another's life for him. There were few who she would do so for; Rogue, Heyel and perhaps him now. It danced in her mind just a little longer, her pace quickening for a moment in a bout of anticipation before the idea melted away into the breeze. If that time came, he would know where to find her and she, too, would know when such a time came. For now, it was pleasant to simply peruse the outskirts of Spirane, admiring the sloping hillsides that became the mountain. It was nothing like Diveen or Glorall, and at times she wondered how much Rogue would fault her for wanting to stay there for a season or two - a vacation, of sorts. The idea was tantalizing for selfish reasons perhaps, but sweet nonetheless. Thankfully, Sleekwing did not allow her to muse on her inward question for too long.

"Perhaps I will need to meet her one day. You've given me quite a grand impression now, you know?"

It would be good, too, to at least form some sort of relationship with the aunty of her children. She wished for her children to have a family vast and wise, something she had lacked growing up beneath the guise of being a bastard. At times, she wondered if that had been the reason she had both Sleekwing and Rogue in her life: was fate making up for what she had lacked in the past? It was a nice sentiment, one that made her smile without a thought as she stared off ahead for a moment or two. Despite her comfort, perhaps there were still things she could not say so outright. It seemed the somber mood was contagious for she caught the shift in his features, though she still chuckled at his comment. Truly, he had no idea... but he would soon enough.

"I have to admit that I have an ulterior motive with wanting to meet your sister. The three of them ask about you. I have been wondering if your sister would allow for them to spend some time here so that they may learn about their family."

She paused, tilting her head as she faltered in her step for a moment. She wanted them to know it all: Rogue's family, her own and even his. They were special in that way, she supposed, that they had so much potential to learn from. Assassins, demons, angels, knights and shamans - she wanted to let them open all the doors they could. Is that what Sleekwing wanted?

"They want to spend time with you, too. Of course, I have to warn you: you may need to keep up your daily sprints if you wish to keep up with them."