Havelle is not much of a social butterfly herself. The company of Nattergal is usually enough, but as she gets older, she increasingly more often craves the company of others. She loves her brother, but she also yearns for a larger network of friends. At first Havelle tried to urge Nattergal to return to the herd with her, but now she is almost glad he refused. She wasn't able cheer him up, but some time away from him is good her her, and Havelle is starting to see that now.

"I know.", Havelle agrees. "We don't spend much time apart.", she admits before diving into an explanations for today. "No, we didn't fight. Nattergal is upset about mother leaving. He needed some time alone." Her face falls, thinking of her mother and how upset Nattergal is. As much as she appreciated some time to herself, she doesn't like seeing her brother upset. Nattergal is more important to her than anyone else. She carries his pain as if it were her own.

Havelle shakes her head, trying to rid herself of any lingering sadness. Now is not the time to be sad.

"Is your mom more busy now that she's Queen?" Havelle isn't sure if Ylva's new duties have distanced her from her children or if their spending more time apart is just a consequence of them getting older.