The Adravendi family wasn't exactly small in number, and so there was a fairly high chance still for Epiphron that she now gazed upon a relative. Not through the wolf she had first suspected of course though Kismet would of course be able to reveal that she had been somewhat right and he truly was a member of the family. The revelation seemed to please her and he would return the smile as she introduced herself, confirming now for him that they were family. "Are you Chrysanthe's sister then?" He would take a guess that this was the case, though the similarity between them was of course not quite as strong as his own similarity to the woman he spoke of now.
Her guess that he was one of Isardis' many children as well was of course a correct one. These days though the boy had returned to having no father as far as he was concerned. Sarak, whilst not blood had laid claim to that title for a while but after the way he had left his family, his real children behind and appearing to take them away when it suited him, well he was hardly the role model that Kismet had once thought. Fortunately the matter of his father wouldn't be discussed however and instead they could focus upon the simple matter that they were related, that this was another great-aunt.
"It is." He nodded, simply agreeing with her sentiment. "It's always good to meet family." He added, the words genuine. His Armada line he preferred to abandon and forget about though Adravendi's were of course welcomed into his life. There were many more Adravendi wolves out there to meet though as it stood Kismet had barely met them all and somehow continued to avoid such meetings now, this was a refreshing change of pace. Of course he wouldn't understand the deeper meaning behind her words, that it would have been more fortunate to meet whilst there was still a good relationship between Epiphron and his mother.
