Sun Mote Copse let the river run

Fin was quiet as Maia attempted to explain it away. She saw right through it, of course, and she knew that her son wouldn't so easily let go of his own concern even if she actually had been convincing. She didn't see any reason why Wraen's stress needed to remain hidden, though. They were pack. They were family. There was no reason for any sort of emotions to remain hidden. How would they support each other that way?

She grinned softly as Eljay talked about his children, though it faded a bit when he came around to Elfie. She missed her grandson quite a lot and wished she could do something to try to find him. But, she was old and simply didn't have it in her anymore to do things like that. It was a hard pill to swallow, but Finley was doing her best. 

"Elfie's a strong kid, though," Fin added, offering her son an encouraging smile, "He's got the best of the Blackthorns and Redhawks in his blood. I'm sure he's just fine, wherever he is." She knew Eljay wouldn't stop worrying until he knew for certain where his son was and how he was faring--she certainly still worried after the children she had lost to wanderlust. But he needed to learn to allow faith to comfort him as much as was possible, just as she had.

"You're more than welcome to come visit any time," Fin added, turning back to Maia, "My boy is a hellion, but my girls are sweet. I'm sure all of the kids would love to hear some stories. You're into that, right? I think I heard that from someone." She couldn't remember who--probably Wraen. I certainly didn't use my OOC knowledge to manipulate Fin's awareness anyway.