Moonspear long in tooth and soul

How true that a good actor would never tell—another humored note escaped him only to be carried away as Arcturus turned to a slightly darker theme. Fitting, giving the ever shifting nature of their conversation... and insightful to some degree. Perhaps it was no wonder that Charon brushed him off, thinking he could tarnish whatever ambitions Dirge harbored, especially if his own children saw the potential. Or perhaps it were simpler than that, and Arcturus only served to stroke his ego, to curry favor much in the same way that Dirge had with them all.

And then he realized he had fallen silent too, and cleared his throat.

"Perhaps I would have to have your sister," he murmured darkly. There were a lot of things he supposed he would have done, all the options that he could exhaust until his venture turned fruitless. But things had not gone that way and in spite of the tragedies behind them, he had come out for the better.

"You know, we worried for a time that he would not relent. Not just your sister and I, but your mother too. She gave Hydra her blessing... and we thought that perhaps if push came to shove that we would simply go than cause a rift." Or something along those lines; he embellished where he thought it necessary, but it was nonetheless true in his eyes.

"Of course, if I had it my way... I think I would have stolen your sister away far sooner than that. She's had my eye for a long time." Cue the knavish smile, a lighter heart to a conversation that was better for them both.