Attention!

At first, Artorias didn't know where this conversation was going. Once Briar answered and he saw the look on Sirius' face harden further, he understood. He had been testing his daughter, setting her up and baiting her into giving the response he was looking for. As soon as she'd confirmed her age, Sirius not so subtly ordered them to keep their sleeping arrangements separate, fixing the both of them with a measured stare that showed he was trying to be composed. Trying. The moment his eyes locked with the Warlord's, he felt the intensity in his nonverbal message. Briar was off limits until they were both fully matured adults—no exceptions. He flinched inwardly, but otherwise showed no reaction beyond a curt nod of his head to show he understood. Artorias glanced to Briar at his side, offering a look of apology for getting her into trouble with her father.

Sirius was quick to get the topic back on the subject at hand. There was still the destroyed supply store that needed to be addressed. He wanted Briar to check their extra supply caches for an inventory check before going on a diplomatic mission with him. The specifics again weren't mentioned, but they weren't important currently. Already Artorias was wondering what the extent of the damage he'd find was.

"Artorias" | "Corbin"