It was something he tried to let go a long time ago. At first he still worried that whoever had done it would come back and finish the job, kill him or whoever it was they wanted. Of course that pain came flashing back full force every time he had one of his seizures, and sometimes even though those he had issues he wondered if he was going to die from one unexpectedly. For do as they might, both Meryl of Diveen and his sister both had tried to work with him on this, get him help but no one had seen such issues before. It had been years though, and he hadn’t had a seizure come on in nearly two years, allowing him some peace again to find himself and relax once more. Now it was an after thought and came to mind only when he had nothing to think about when it gripped his chest.

Amoxtli watched his brother though curiously. Worry set into his visage, he was good at that, probably better than about anything else. Worrying over things that had yet to trespass. He guessed maybe he was being a little to rash in assuming that his brother had been here for bad news, it was just there were certainly more time bad news had been delivered than good as of late. With the tension between Diveen and Iromar, Arace and her chaos, and the night beasts prowling about bad things seemed to happen in droves. Good things though, like his family growing did certainly did provide some lights to lead the way through the bad. When Dexter spoke though, saying nothing was wrong but information was found. There was a sigh at the end though, and Amoxtli slowly tilted his head. He was nervous though, his ears tipping back slightly. He gave a small nod though, telling his brother to go on and then he did.

His eyes widened at his words, that Zelda had been looking into it. She never gave up? He didn’t know the full story, that others were involved in pressing the matter, but she never let go. She was a good Alpha, a good family member. Amoxtli had long since giving up on what happened. Though as Dexter continued he explained by saying Glorall had the answers, that Amoxtli’s poisoning was an accident and nothing more. They were some pretty crazy and abysmal results then… he had to wonder what type of child poisoned carcasses for experiments but then again this was also Eden’s child they were talking about. Shem, Asriel and Moteuh were all rather strange children, coming from Zeltzin at least.

”I-I see…” He said softly, looking to his paws, he never really wanted revenge to begin with, or retribution. The mystery was solved though, but it didn’t exactly make him feel better, but not worse either. Empty maybe. ”Good to know it was not an attack on us. I have worried for years that something similar might happen to Zelda, or any of us for that matter. Hopefully she’s not… running around still doing that kind of thing.” Amoxtli says giving a sigh. ”For the sake of others, I would hate for anyone to live with what I have lived with.” It might not have happened for a while, but it didn’t mean it still couldn't. There were times where it had been months before suddenly springing back with a vengeance after all, it still could come back, but he wanted to be happy, move on as well. This was just one more step on the path of doing that. Least he knew he didn’t have to look out as badly after his his meals anymore.