Her adventures had come to an end, so much had been going on her tasks to Dexter and Alistair were almost forgotten with the time and tensions now going on instead. Zelda never would have aggressively acted towards Glorall even if the suspicions of the black and white male were right. Somehow, she didn’t think that it was targeted. A hunch? Or just more of her nativity coming to the forefront that everyone, always, had some light in them. Regardless some innocent part of her wanted to believe that the ‘attack’ on her uncle hadn’t been on purpose, after all, what did it do for the attacker? Taviora still had a ruler that served similar beliefs, he had never harmed anyone that was, still living, at least, those he had were now dead but even they had attacked him first. They were the only ones that made sense, but then hearing it had been from Glorall that set everything in a circle again. No this was unrelated she thought, but it seemed soon it would become more clear.

Soon Alistair was before her, she had heard his steps through the forest, but didn’t pay no immediate attention until he was before her. Her tail waved a light smile immediately touching her soft features and her teal and mahogany cracked eyes met with his own white unwaveringly. It was strange, as she looked into them how similar yet different the two siblings were that she knew to have this white gaze. Lex’s were not all white as Alistair’s and perhaps she felt it was a little strange that Alistair and Alexander did not spend more time with one another. She wondered why, and she thought of the band of males he was around so often instead, they were so similar honestly, so stoic and loyal for sure, but she never once seen them together. She wondered if there was something there, but his words soon caused her to brush all thoughts of their family aside as he said he would be calling Dexter.

Her own visage grew more somber, or serious, both were about the same especially in the light of everything going on. A lot honestly. Arace, Iromar, Diveen and their connections and now Glorall and Asteraia too? If Taviora also started breathing down Glorall’s neck she wondered how Eden would feel. She felt almost badly, but at the same time she knew she had to approach him about it. Do SOMETHING to make sure it wouldn’t happen again. She didn't want to cause more issues for anyone, but she had a lot of time to talk to her uncle about how he felt, how it was, to figure out how she should approach it.

He speaks again in his low tones, settling onto his haunches and a bit tentatively she did the same. She was nervous about his news, but it seemed he would be saving it as he offered her a bit of advice before hand. ”Thank you, but until I know what it is there is no saying what we should do. I think… no matter what if you found out Glorall was involved we have to go to them. Eden, he might be a little more distant but he’s not unfair.” She says softly, her ears tipping back, truly believing it to be true. There had to be a good reason if he did know anything that he wouldn’t say something. With taht said she went quiet as well, waiting for Dexter to arrive and then for Alistair’s information debrief.