It's the sign of the times

Gwynevere lifted her gaze from her work as Sirius approached her, the former Warlord now a familiar face after the last few days of treating his wife as best as she could manage. The passage of life was so strange. She vaguely remembered him from the friendship he had with her mother and now to have him here in this capacity felt like such a shift and a mark of just how much things had changed. She was surprised when he asked her if she had a moment, but she nodded and replied, "Of course," and began to follow him out of the room. She had no idea where he might be taking her, but soon enough she spotted Briar and Art speaking quietly to one another, her brother and sister-in-law both looking up toward them as they approached. She settled in near Art, sitting back on her haunches so that she could see the three of them easily. As Sirius began to speak, saying how what he had to say was to stay between the four of them, her brow furrowed a bit with concern and confusion. With everything that was going on she really wasn't sure where this was going, but after a glance toward her brother she looked back to Sirius with a nod, waiting to see what was going on.

"Gwynevere Carpathius"