Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle

"Our family certainly has... a draw, you could say," Typhon commented with a faint smile. He wasn't being sarcastic - it was true. He himself had been sent away in his youth - an embarrassment to his father, but he'd used that as fuel to grow strong and return to the Abraxas as someone to be proud of. He had no doubt that others would find it truly hard to leave, at least for long, without returning to the group. For a moment he wondered if Phenex might return soon as well, but worrying about that wouldn't help him any. No, for now he'd focus on Kasdeya and whatever she was teasing him about.

"If our family is good for anything, it's gossip." he commented with another faint grin. No, the Abraxas was worth much more than that and his own jesting tone made that clear. What he did know though is that their bloodline created headstrong wolves, ones who seemed capable of finding trouble wherever they went.

He raised a grow as she went on, asking how life was, and if he had anything interesting going on. Initially he shook his head - he was merely grateful to be among his family again, and he was pleased with the direction life had taken him, even without his brother by his side. He hadn't expected her to mention Zinnia, though, and he hesitated for a moment before speaking up. Sure, she hadn't used her name, but who else could she talking about? "Sounds a bit like you've been stalking me, sister. When did you say you returned again?" He was comfortable around her, perhaps moreso than the male members of his family, and he found himself able to let down his guard and joke around a bit. "I've been.. well, though. Enjoying the change of scenery, as well as my.. company here," he offered, his words intentionally deflecting what she'd been hinting at.