Bearclaw Valley Este's been losin' sleep.

The warmth she'd felt budding in her chest was immediately gone, as he mentioned her brother. The thought that Abel was here somewhere had not even entered her mind;
But you knew he was here, you saw him. You heard him crying.
She blinked and watched Merrick with wide eyes, unsure of how to feel. Elation, knowing her brother lived, paired with some sour note that was at war with the rest of her.
I can talk to him. Indra blurts; it isn't a request, and she knows it is not her place to make demands. She can only take what they give her here, and sucks in a breath of surprise for herself.
Her lip trembles. I—If that's.. okay, I mean.