Hushed Willows so.. this all seems horrible

His easy answer caused her to smile.  It was small, but noticeable.  Stark's personality didn't usually lend itself to wish-washy opinions - to know him was to come to an immediate conlusion about where one stood with him.  At least, that was the Stark of the past.  This version of her brother, the responsible pack-oriented man, was something else entirely.  Banner was proud of the responsible adult he'd grown into.

But she still couldn't resist teasing him.

"He's an ass, but he grows on you," she offered bluntly, the humor on her face reflecting in her voice as well.  "How long have you been in Marauder's Keep?" she asked suddenly, curious to know more about Trick.