Both of course knew the other had family and yet Kismet had never really met them, only knew that his mother knew of Warja's. He honestly hadn't thought about the possibility of meeting them, he wasn't opposed to the idea though he had never thought for a moment that the official introduction would have ever been as impromptu or awkward as it was quickly becoming. Matters would only be made worse by the arrival of a young male who Kismet could only assume was likely to be her brother.
Warja was recovering slightly, she had at least gotten introductions and a sarcastic comment out of the way though it seemed that she was still far from the relaxed state she'd been in prior to the arrival of her mother and brother. The Adravendi boy continued to stand there silently, still unsure what to do or say really. Would they go now? It was that he disliked them, just disliked the awkward atmosphere that had arrived with them. Warja was perfectly alright anyway, there was no way he ever wanted to hurt her at all.
But it seemed that there would need to be some sort of conversation first of all. Whilst his last name hadn't been given it seemed that Alamea had still managed to make the connection that he was one of Azalea's sons. "Yes, she is." He responded.
