old habits die hard

Thalia was always hesitant, especially regarding things like... this. Family coming and going wasn't something that settled well with her, even if the wolf in question was her own brother. Though she was doubtful, at the same time she was hopeful that he'd prove her wrong and stick around for longer than she feared he would. Only time would tell. But until then? It was the least she could do to hear him out. He admitted his time away hadn't been exciting - mostly focused on traveling and his plants, something she'd never had any interest in herself. She was genuinely glad that he'd found something that interested him, though.

"I have no doubt Eligos will be pleased to welcome you back. Though he might have questions," Thalia informed him, trying not to sound too combative. She was grateful he was home, she truly was, but at the same time she was wary to open up to him too much, at least right away. "He's our leader now. Malleus is no longer with us." Thalia viewed his death in a different light than some of the other Abraxas did, she knew that for sure, and she wasn't about to spew off what she thought to Saren... not yet, not unless he pressed her. "I'm sure you weren't so far away that you didn't notice the eruption?"

It was difficult to loosen up and attempt to rid her voice of its hard edge. She was grateful to see him - truly, honestly - but wearing her heart on her sleeve wasn't something this Abraxas ever did. "I'm glad to see you again, Saren. And I do hope you stay." I've missed you, she wished so badly she could say, but the thought seemed to linger in her mind and never quite reach her tongue, let alone come to fruition.