You'll always have a piece of my heart

Being with everyone was strange, especially his younger siblings that he didn’t know as well as his littermates. Or had known. He tried not to think about how distant he was, but focused on the present and being present with extended family. It wasn’t too long until Sirius was herding them away from the main gathering with their mother and were sat down to an all too curious Warlord. Despite how simple the question was, Indigo felt absolutely overwhelmed by it.

Where did he even start? The last time he and Sirius had really talked was right before he had created the Nomad band. How did he started with the swift demolition of his band, the death of his children, the loss of everything he had loved? He was suddenly stunned at how far he had come from that heartache. Alsatiel had healed him better than any medicine he could have concocted, how did he tell them that?

He looked away, averting his gaze in an obvious tell to the emotions brewing within. He took a deep breath before he returned his attention to mother and father. "I don’t know if we have time for everything.” He tried to brush it off diplomatically with a grin that wasn’t completely forced.