somewhere only we know

There was no mention of his mother, nor of Desolate, which saddened him - though he doubted their absences had gone unnoticed. At least he had Gloom beside him, which comforted him even if they weren't terribly close. Spirit could only hope that time would change that. Family meant everything to him, even if he hadn't been the best at showing that. His eyes widened slightly as Theory began to speak, announcing a handful of things: a move away from the island, something that Spirit appreciated, as well as some new introductions and promotions.

His mind admittedly was wandering until he heard a familiar name spoke, as well as his own. His head snapped up as he tried to catch up to what she was saying. Svala was here! She'd come after all. He hadn't expected her to, but he'd enjoyed her company and her little lesson, and he found himself grinning in spite of his somber mood. He was glad he'd be getting another opportunity to speak with her and learn from her skills. Well - at least that was what he hoped would happen.

He was surprised when things settled down, the meeting coming to a close, when Void spoke again. His gaze lifted to find his quiet brother as he spoke. He wanted to leave? To search for Eulogy and Desolate. On one hand, he felt his hopes slightly deflate. He was getting accustomed to life within Abaven, he was trying desperately to learn and become useful for his family. And now Void wanted them to leave. He was unsure, but the thought of not being seeing his mother and brother again... that was a life he didn't want to face. Especially not alone. What would he be without his siblings? He tilted his head toward Gloom questioningly, wondering what her thoughts would be. "I-I will go," he replied quietly. "I-if.. G-Gloom wants to," Spirit finished weakly.