His ruby gaze never left her as she spoke, his heart sinking just slightly when she mentioned the death of her mother. She seemed young, as young as some of his children and he would hate to think of any of them without their mothers right now, especially not one fluent in Latin with a drive for teaching the language. He lifted his chin as he thought this, studying her. Could she possibly make just as good of a teacher, could she help bring the old tongue back to Ruina once she was settled?
He wanted to believe so, but would she be able to be strong enough to withstand some of the circumstances that being in the pack could bring into one's life? They were dark in the minds of most, no matter if their work helped maintain balance and served a purpose. Some didn't understand, especially women.. Elias felt like. At least, it had always been his sisters that protested against some of the harder decisions the pack had to make.
"Do you know much about the history of your family, Terra?" He adverted his thoughts, bringing them back to the point. It was interesting to him that she spoke Latin and did not know of Ruina, but perhaps she had been one of the many packs the Apollyon's children broke off to lead. It was inevitable that some would leave, as keeping everyone attached to the old ways seemed in possible when minds were put against it. When she declared her intent on coming back with him, his eyes glimmered with life. He wanted to bring her soul back to their lands regardless, the fact that she was willing simply made his job easier.
"I think that is an excellent idea." He smirked.
"You seem young, athletic, smart and you speak the old language.. I'm sure you can find purpose within Ruina, but I think you should take time to learn our customs. Ruina is not a place for everyone. You must not be afraid of spilling blood, or of death. Your mother may not be here with you physically, but I promise you that she is not gone." He readjusted himself, finally now getting into the pool that he had came to enjoy. She had already left, giving him the opportunity to sink into the deeper parts of it and feel how it soothed his bruises.
"I have children I could use your help teaching, if I am being honest." He looked up to her from the water, wading through the steam as his red eyes glared up at her. He was judging her inwardly, wondering if she would be trustworthy around Imps. Did she have patience, did she come off as cruel to him? Was she too soft, would they walk over her? Praetor's were gluttons for a challenge after all. He moved to the edge of the pool and brought his forelimbs up on to the stone to hold him there. His ribcage was finally feeling like it wasn't about to collapse at any moment, which was nice.
"Come stay as a Purgatorian of Ruina, as a guest. You can decide if you like it. If you do, I want you to know that you will never be allowed to leave once you oath yourself to the pack. You'll understand why after you stay."
