Whilst Aslan struggled to find words, Varda would succeed to some extent. She sounded rather unsure of herself as she spoke them but at least he supposed she had said something, given their parents something to react to because his shocked expression surely hadn't given away too much. Their mother would speak first, informing them of how much she had looked up to her elder siblings. It was easy to forget how many siblings his mother had at times, though he had of course met some of them, only Uncle Legend lived here in Threar right now.
Their father would admit having missed out on any siblings of his own. It was a fact that Aslan hadn't actually known about the man. Now he thought about it, every relative they had ever met was a Destruction, a parent, sibling, cousin or something of some sort to his mother. He'd speak to his father more about that one day he decided but for now, the focus of the conversation would be these new little siblings not that he still had anything to say about them. It sounded all well and good but what else could they really say to any of that? The surprised look had faded slightly but Aslan still had no words.
