It would probably be wonderful for Satu to hear some of the things that Iorwerth had got up to in Seracia. Whilst still not the loving man she had always hoped her brother to be he'd certainly been a loyal member to his pack and acted rather heroically on a couple of occasions. The new environment had been good for him, he wasn't expected to play happy families or pretend he was fine with being cast aside by the only family he had really known.
Here in Ludicael though he could feel that something just wasn't right. He didn't fit, it was almost like Ahlon all over again only missing his mother and one of his sisters. Originally he'd put the feeling down to his memory loss though as he regained it he realised what the problem was, none of this so called family really knew him and he didn't know them. He had remembered why he'd left Ahlon and now he had to do the same with Ludicael.
"I was a part of the pack, I owe an explanation for deserting them." He responded. He had no idea if they would take him back and if they didn't he would survive but he had to at least try redeem his reputation there. "I can make it back safely on my own. You stay here with the family." It was a big leap right there, referring to them as 'the family' rather than 'your family'. He still wasn't ready to call them his own family, though Satu had certainly brought him closer to that then anyone else.
