old habits die hard

Words suddenly seemed more difficult, Thalia not quite sure what to say to fill the silence between her and her brother. But Eligos didn't leave them waiting long, and Thalia's expression lightened when he arrived, offering him  a polite dip of her head in greeting. "Afternoon, Eligos," she returned his greeting before lifting her head and standing a bit taller. The rare smile that suddenly appeared on Eligos's features both surprised her and pleased her. She was loyal and would prove that to Eligos, Thalia had vowed that. Her devotion to her family and her God would withstand any amount of questioning or probing - she wasn't the least bit worried about that.

"This is my brother, Saren. He wants another chance here." For a moment she wondered if Saren would agree with that explanation, but it seemed reasonable enough to her. He had abandoned them, whether or not he liked to look at it that way. He'd seemed apologetic for leaving but still she feared Eligos might not accept his explanation. "He's learned a lot since he's been gone, and I think he feels as though he's ready to properly return to us." An Abraxas that felt directionless or stifled was of no use to the pack, and now that her brother had found himself she hoped he might be welcomed home again - she trusted he meant it when he said he wanted to stay.