Moonspear this soul's a stowaway

A silent touch of their shoulders as they walked was Keres' only acknowledgement of his condolences. She wished not to speak on the matter any longer, knowing full well the steep descent into depression and isolation. She had had enough of that in the last year and wished not to revisit it, if at all possible.

Her hackles did bristle and rise at the mention of Osiris' attack, brows furrowing together at the news that the attacker(s) had not yet been caught and dealt with. Even if that was one of the only issues, according to Dirge's next words, she would keep a vigilant eye about for the hag and her companion.

With a query as to whatever knowledge her brother could give her, the two reuinted siblings continued their walk, soon turning to more present conversation rather than that of the past.