Blackfeather Woods Think of those autographs I'll sign: Good luck to ya'

To hear that working on contacting mother again was still on Potema's to-do-list gave Damien the tranquility he needed. Without a father, Meldresi and his siblings had always been Damien's everything, so a part of him had died with his mother, and the young shadow had not been working on his fullest potential ever since.

"Whatever you need for it to work, just name it." offered Damien, agreeing to the new priestess' terms. He would wait for however long it took, but perhaps he could accelerate the process by aiding his sister. He did not imagine what form that aid could take, but he was willing to try.

With Meldresi, the connection there was in Blackfeather Woods with the gods and the daedra had been interrupted. But Potema was back to fix that, to put the Brotherhood in the right tracks again and make it what it was supposed to be. And if Damien was ever to claim the lead there would be no stopping them. But they needed to build that back up from the bottom, just like Meldresi had in her time.

Pietro and Kendra were still young enough to be taught what Damien, Cicero and Potema had been taught themselves once by their loving mother. They had their older siblings to do that for them, it was their duty and there was no one better for the task.

"They will, indeed, now that you're back." he said, and landed another kiss on his sister's cheek. He was glad to find out she was still the passionate princess he'd known all his life.