Whitefish River And I see fire, blood in the breeze,

Despite Orlaith's attempt to soften the trouble, she was in, Hieronymous didn't budge. The blatant disobedience wouldn't be ignored or forgiven so easily. It didn't quite help that the way Orlaith acted about the disbanding of the fairy court didn't sit well with the Constable either. It was no joyous time. Perhaps the knowledge of the Empire's fall also hardened the blow, and though he tried to remain neutral on the matter as Orlaith had no hand in their downfall... the smile on her face and casual outlook on it all was inappropriate. Especially when a grieving member was standing right there. 

Turning his attention to Izumi for now. I've heard of the Court's disbanding from Lumiya herself, I am sorry for such a loss. Perhaps this would help ease the young lady after spending so much time with Orlaith who probably didn't help the mourning with this attitude of hers. Lumiya and Dante arrived a day ago and sought refuge with us as well. At least there was some more familiar faces for her to enjoy during her stay, he supposed that should be good enough news.

We certainly have space for one more. And just as he did with Lumiya, this one he would have to talk to more about her role within the pack on a later date... for similar reasons as Lumiya, but also for the reason that he desired to speak with Orlaith. Why don't you go and find her? She should be resting, just follow my path to dens, you can't miss it. We can talk later. Moving out of her way, he pointed the young woman with his nose into the direction, the path to take to rest and wait for him to talk later. Once the message came across, he turned his attention back to Orlaith. I would like to talk to Orlaith alone for a bit if you don't mind.