My ears are instinctively drawn forward by her words; they are said so lightly and yet, I feel a weight behind them that pushes a wash of tension over my skin. Is it Asteraia? Diveen perhaps? It would not surprise me if anybody tracked Grimoire's blood to our borders and yet, this is Taviora. I doubt Zelda would come for such matters alone for they are...small, simply a grain of sand on the shore. Still, I restrain myself despite my curiosity and the pressure within my chest. I nod, slight and curt - "Of course." It is more difficult, however, to restrain my mind from roaming across the plains of imagination.

When she says Ehiyeh's name, my instinct is to raise my guard and yet, I repress such a thing and merely allow my brows to rise in feigned surprise. We had done our best, after all, to conceal such a thing and yet...somebody had found out, or somebody had suspected her in the first place. There is the urge to smirk at the thought: had Taviora always been suspicious? Had they only needed a reason to begin sniffing around more? Ah, I do not wish to imagine so. Of all the packs, there's is a place I have perhaps more warmth towards.

"If my daughter had known, she never spoke of such a thing. However, there is something I must confess -" I pause, curious about her response to such a thing before I clear my throat and bow my head ever so slightly as I continue. "During such a time, it never did occur to me to seek answers here within our home. See, my daughter was troubled by..another event. My attention was turned towards such an incidence. I must confess that I failed your family in that regard: I should have given more attention to other events rather than become so consumed by another." I bow my head once more, though I lift it once more to meet her gaze. Alistair. Solaris' prodigy. I'll remember that name to be sure. "I will do as you please and I shall refrain from punishing her. However, I will be sure to raise the issue with her. There must be...another way we can show our condolences to Taviora and your family, after all." In truth, I will not raise said issue with her at all. Ehiyeh is...too fragile. This is my issue now. Just like that, I will consume the troubles that seek her out just as I had taken in the life of that bastard Samhain.

I breathe out, a heavy thing, half feigned but half in an effort to exhale the tension that builds within my muscles. It is quiet - too quiet - and I fear the very air between us will resonate with the thoughts that run through my mind. And so, I give her an apologetic look - one just learned from her own - "I apologize that I do not know what to say, Zelda. My children are quiet things and I am torn: should I have suspected my own children after such a thing or was I right to think them innocent?" My brows crinkle in uncertainty and thought as I look down at my paws. "Your uncle is a good man, and your mother an even better woman. I should I have been more diligent for their sake alone." I imagine this is what a dilemma sounds like, no? In truth, I had never thought Ehiyeh guilty but in truth, I had always hoped a different wolf had found her experiment. Ah, if only she had left her games on another border.