Redhawk Caldera So I've made an art out of forgettin' well

Maia just nodded when Eljay gave his condolences.  She didn't trust herself to speak right at that moment, not when she'd just been forced to have a memory... but she and Terance, playing in the hollow, her brother's deep laugh and sparkling green eyes.

Maia took a long minute before replying to the second question.  I didn't really stay.  Arbiter had been rather distanced and Maia hadn't exactly been in the mindset to deal with visiting her nieces and nephews. Which was too bad since, from what she remembered, they were lovely.  It would have been nice to have seen them grown, like Ibis.

She cleared her throat lightly, trying to get rid of some of the thickness from her voice, then took a tentative step forward.  I guess?  I mean, if they don't mind.  Maia wouldn't have hesitated a moment to invite Eljay within their claim, but her relationship with Wraen was different. Eljay tended to run with caution and she didn't want him to be worried.