Stone Circle The stone of lost souls.

She whisked around in such briskness, that Kaito regretted speaking out at all. But the Matriarch met him with politeness, and civility, and none of the severity he'd received from Greyback, and he let go a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He shouldn't have really been surprised. Given what he knew of her daughter, it made sense that Arlette would have gleaned her kind nature from Valette.

Kaito smiled at the Matriarch, to counter the sadness that seemed to stain the air. "Well... kind of..." but that could surely wait. Kaito softened his brow with a crease, and turned an inquisitive eye to the crumbling stone she had been bending over just moments before. "I, uh, I don't know if this is intrusive, but... were you... praying?" The curiosity sprang naturally from his heart, and leaked into the fringes of his youthful voice, ears drawn forward with keen interest. He hadn't known Arlette's family to be religious.