Look Ma New Scars

Perhaps Cairo noticed something unusual about Geoffrey's scent, but Caelia didn't. Perhaps she was standing too far from the others to really be made aware of it. Either way, his question made her head tilt, ears flicking curiously as she awaited Geoffrey's answer. He wasn't alone? Had he brought someone back with him? She figured it'd only be natural he might find a companion during his time away from his family, but... she certainly didn't expect what he was about to say.

He explained a little  more about what he'd been through, but what really took the wind out of her sails was his admission that he'd had kids. And he just thought now to come home? Apparently that was what he'd meant when he said things had kept coming up. But kids didn't just appear out of the blue. Surely he'd known the this Delilah had been pregnant? And he'd thought it wise to stay with a band who liked to 'fuck' with slavers? If her expression had been hard to read before, it was much less so now as a disapproving scowl touched her lips. Had he not tried to convince Delilah to come here with him, long before his children had been born? Surely that would've been safer, and no doubt wiser, than living with a band of daredevils.

Interesting. Deciding she didn't have much more to say, or ask, regrading his arrival - and not bothering to stay and see what her siblings thought of this whole thing - Caelia made to leave. She'd said what she had to say, and though she was happy to see him here, she wasn't about to stick around and celebrate what she felt what his idiocy.

-exit Caelia-