Arrow Lake idfc

zamael speaks and something imperceptibly shifts behind samothes' gaze. it is not the turn he expects the conversation to take -- there is a flicker of pleasure in having the knowledge someone else wants without their knowing. but the messeda has no reason to deny zamael the truth -- he can't gain anything by attempting to manipulate the situation, and he does not feel any sort of protectiveness toward his paramour that would make him hesitate here.

besides, family matters. he can relate. "very feminine indeed," samothes agrees smoothly, unable to resist being a smart ass for a moment, "ah -- yes. i do know him." know him very well, in fact. briefly his gaze tracks toward the north where their meeting spot lay. "he told me his pack lay to the northeast, though i've not made the trip myself, i'm afraid." with that samothes picks himself up, giving him a once over, and smiles, slow and lazy. "will it be a happy reunion..?" he asks, half seriously -- he doubts their relationship is anything like his and samaantine's, but, well. one wonders.