old habits die hard

Though worried, and despite the fact that she couldn't quite conceal every bit of nervousness, she tried to remain calm. Having Saren home meant more than she cared to admit, and she couldn't shake the feeling that she'd be more whole with him home. Luckily Eligos seemed to believe him, or at the very least was willing to give him a try, and she felt an audible exhale as Eligos welcomed him back home. Though rarely very expressive at all, she felt a smile creeping onto her lips, the expression faint but noticeable, if but for a moment. Finally Eligos excused himself, and she allowed her shoulders to relax further, her attention shifting back toward Saren.

"Eligos is intense," she agreed carefully. He wasn't at all like their father, who was intense when he needed to be, but showed a significant amount of softness toward his children. It was hard to imagine Eligos as a father, and for a moment her thoughts drifted to Theory and the conversation they'd had about whether or not they wanted children. For her, it felt inevitable, and she wondered if Eligos felt the same as her. "But he means well for our family. It'll be alright."

It had to be, right? It sounded like she was trying to convince herself of that as much as she was trying to tell him. "You should take some time to get settled. My den's in the ravine if you need me." For now she needed some time to collect her thoughts, and she had no doubt Saren would benefit from the same. "I'm glad, too," Thalia added finally, allowing herself a brief moment before turning and heading to the ravine, away from Saren.

- exit Thalia -