That was life, wasn’t it? She had already been struck with how easily things changed. From being kidnapped from her mothers arms, and that time away. To this change down in Auster, so far from where she had been born. Suddenly having access to Crux whenever she wanted, when before he had been a distant thing she would see once in a while. Things changed.
But she could see that the time and change had affected Stolas in a different way than it had to her. She caught something that might be melancholy across his expressions before he spoke again. She tilted her head at him, finding the question oddly… precise. But she saw no reason not to answer. “Two years ago, uhhmm…. Late summer, I guess.”
