Bearclaw Valley i'm so depressed, i act like it's my birthday every day

there was a lot to glean, not the least of which was the fact that "i'm related to akavir?" sort of?? but his tone was more wondering than anything, his ears swung forward to listen to the rest of what his aunt was saying.
it was — bittersweet, and ancelin clearly wanted to ask why she couldn't stay. yet the years of his own bitterness and aversion to family would not let him inquire. he was better at accepting, anyway.
glancing toward the mountains as she mentioned them. ibis. 
lilitu's last sentiment hit him hard. ancelin shuffled in place, staring at the ground before he looked up to answer. "thank you, lilitu. it's nice you came. better than nice. i'll tell the girls about you. and — you know, if i do see you again, just — stay here."
because they were family, and because her coming to bearclaw valley to tell him more about himself than arielle ever had — that was invaluable.