somewhat overdue

Delphi looks carefully at Hattori as his question leaves his lips. Why was there so much interest in Vidarr? From what little her father had spoken of her grandfather, she wouldn't have taken him as someone who took much interest in anyone but himself. Not that he was selfish per say, but that he didn't enjoy wasting time on things that weren't important. There is a beat of silence, Delphi weighing the options of telling the truth or a lie.

"I have banished him from the mountain. Along with his son, Bjorn. Our last conversation was not productive, dangerous rather. He quite revealed that his mind was spiraling into something dark and I wish it not be around my pack," her teeth grit together, lips wrinkling slightly in distaste as the memory washed over her. "I do not know where he has gone," not once has Delphi allowed her gaze to leave her grandfather. She wants him to elaborate on why he asks, but won't push the topic either.

"Delphi"