Ravensblood Forest talking of michelangelo

he quirks an eyebrow at her expression, but does not think much of it until she speaks again - clearly her mind lies elsewhere. "north as well," he echoes, his own face thoughtful as he studies hers, "a bit aways. my family is still up there." he suspects there is something bothering her - perhaps related to her strange question? - but what exactly he can't ascertain. samothes is curious but with so little data has nothing to pry for; he watches her instead, the calmness of his expression belied by his obvious interest.