Bees both sting and make honey

Delphi is observant, but not as reserved as Corbie. She so badly wants to dribble out apologetic nonsense that the other woman probably cared nothing for. Something along the lines of actions spoke louder than words? It made sense and she didn't blame Corbie for her neutral stance among the ripe and tumultuous politics of the world around them. "Vidarr is not a man of many words," Delphi comments, her tone an indication that the man had more than likely spread not so positive words of Avalon.

"I hope to build Hemlock in a more neutral stance as well. We will stray away from raids and focus on education and thriving," Delphi smiles, feeling more relaxed in Corbie's presence as their conversation continues. When Corbie leans down to nose at the glass, Delphi takes a step to the side to grant the other alpha more room to look over the crate. "Currently, I'm not sure. These jars are for you to have as a gesture of good will and intent to try and build better relations," her tail wags a few times, hopeful indeed. "I still need to get with my pack to see what they're capable of and what we could offer," Delphi admits, her smile dampening slightly.