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Though she was glad for the brief moment that allowed her to sympathize with his plight, she was equally as grateful than he didn't linger on the subject for too long. It was too raw, and too personal, to really delve into - even with her siblings she'd never found herself talking about it too deeply, which was perfectly alright with her. She'd mourned on her own, though hoped Nolan knew he could turn to her if he needed when his own mother's inevitable passing came to be. Unfortunately it sounded like it'd be sooner rather than later - though not knowing precisely when was hard. That had been the hardest part with her own mother's passing.

Either way the conversation continued, naturally shifting away from more somber thoughts and back to the present, back to his time here in Valhalla. He admitted they'd moved a lot when he was younger, and that he appreciated the stability now. She nodded in understanding, though lingered for a moment on his comment about family. He likely had more direct family here than she did then, which was something Caelia found curious. "Being around family is always a good thing," she agreed, her mind drifting to Geoffrey and his brood. Though she did hope they might find a place within Valhalla, due to their unfortunate upbringing she wasn't confident than her nieces and nephews would find their way here in a more permanent way. "Have you met Aurielle's children yet? I haven't spent too much time with them myself, but... things always seem a bit brighter with children around." They were the future, after all, and though she'd never spent much time thinking of children of her own she knew that was likely a path she'd follow at some point in the future. Carrying on her bloodline was important, though she knew even now she'd be picky with who she mixed her bloodline with.