Delphi can tell the girl is awkward. She's unusually good at reading expressions and postures. The way others speak, act, move, it's all indicators of how they truly feel. Settling into a more relaxed position, Delphi nods and listens. Deion was indeed getting older, she knew as much as that. What she hadn't known is that he had offspring. Perhaps she should interact with the old man more often.
"We do need more bodies so having you around won't be such a waste," Delphi winks and gives Henbane a smirk, hoping the girl knows she's teasing her. "I do need to ask though. Do you plan on sticking around after he passes?" Her brow raises once more. It really was a serious question because though she'll allow the girl to stay with her father until he greets Odin, she doesn't want her disappearing as soon as they've said their good byes either.
Poison Master
Knight
