Deepwood Weald i thought nothing could go wrong.

Fuuuuuuuck.

Aimi was her sister? Shit. Hell. All the fucking hell. Renwick tried not to wrinkle his nose, glancing away in an obvious scene of well, shit I don't know what to say. "Er" he proclaims uselessly "we yelled at... each other?" Cue awkward laughter if he had any to share. He remained silent in laughter.

The woman did offer to tell him about the pack. Seeing no other options for himself, he glances back. "Tell me" he says, one blue eye focused on the empress. Shit, he forgets himself. His head hangs. "p-please." Maybe it'd piss Aimi off if he joined. The thought was exhausting and delicious all at once.