Ah, so he must have heard the call despite the distance for I hear him enter the boundary with his own greeting; is it wrong that I am spiteful for the wind for having not blown my call for him away and into the ocean? There were surely not enough storms in between Glorall and Asteraia to silence my voice. But this is what Nari has chosen, I suppose. When she recovers, I will be sure to ask her just how much she enjoys her games. I have little doubt she will be thrilled with my jealosuy.

In any case, I hear him approach and I turn to meet him with a small nod of greeting; after all, I was not bitter towards him entirely but simply that the fates had chosen a companion for her at all. Arturio was at least repesctful, a man who could find it within himself to respect boundaries even when they had not been spoken aloud. For now, I am content to simply allow Nari all the time she needs but Arturio soon speaks and I turn to him. "Don't sound so surprised," one half of my lip twists up into a grin, "Nari is stronger than many others, after all." It is part jest but also, ah, I cannot lie and pretend the sheer thought of having assumed any weakness on Nari's behalf bothers me. She was just as strong when Escha and Enoch were brought into this world,
no?

Nari seemed amused by it all as she stirred within and I turn towards her for another moment as I watch the children at her side as they howl in unison - yet one is silent. The silent child moves and yet, nothing emerges. My eyes narrow for a moment though I am quick to peruse the others. Each moves well, none twisted as my brother Abel had been; healthy. Like their mother. Strong. Three dark children and yet one stands out alongside them; warmer in tone, brown, creamier than the others. My eyes move between the child and Arturio.

"It may be a good thing, I think, that we have time before their ears can listen out for names." It is part in jest but I still feel my skin prickle in agitation, the awareness that Arturio's blood lies beside my own. In any case, I motion to Arturio before I clamber forward and down the den's entrance further though I choose not to settle beside Nari lest I become tempted not to move or give Arturio permission to enter either - for now, I'm content just being closer, inspecting the children and running my nose along Nari. Silently, I ask her if she is okay, if she needs a healer; my eyes meet hers as I motion towards Arturio. She need only ask and I will yield my position near her...for a short while at least.