Worthy? My brows rise at her question and I take some moments to myself to ponder it. I do wonder about it myself: why do I raise them knowing they could not only be another's but also that they possess many faults between the four of them? "It is Nari's blood that is worthy," I state simply, answering both her question and my own with a stout nod. I do wonder if somebody like Eve could understand the sentiment. Ah, even I once would not have.

"Their new queen has not attempted to contact Glorall," I offer, turning towards her with a raised brow, a sort of...suggestion, I suppose. I wonder what she will make from that. Did she think we had nestled in close with Diveen? "I wonder if she frets about Iromar and Glorall's relation. Paranoia, I hear, is a quiet killer." I shrug seemingly in sync with her stretching before I follow her suit; I stretch my legs out, flexing my paws in the sand.

"I do admit, Eve, that I am quite pleased to have you as a sister even though we move on different paths. You have eclipsed many of our siblings." There is a ... coldness in my voice I suppose that cannot be helped as I think briefly on the subject of Keturah or Anselm. Our siblings are prone to being swept away by curiosity and mediocrity...or by being tempted by weakness such as Lihi. Ah, but not Eve. If there were ever a sibling who ought to have taken Glorall from beneath my paws, it should have been hers. But Iromar will do for now. If she is leaving here with any information, let that be another piece for her to take with her.