Moonspear long in tooth and soul

young as arcturus was, he was not so young to be totally oblivious. he had seen something -- though what it was, he could not say for certain - flash across dirge's countenance. doubt, maybe? he was no seer of inner emotions, and so was left to suss out his suspicions by way of conversation.

"whichever it is, it is." arcturus reiterated, caring not if they were stuck with dirge or dirge was stuck with them - the end was the same either way, wasn't it? so far, dirge had proven he was not an ugly wart to their side. interested to see dirge's reaction to this (as it might have shed light on that turbulence arcturus had briefly glimpsed within dirge) he turned his gaze upon him, though not in any form of challenge. arcturus had decided in that moment maybe it was just disbelief that dirge's life had turned this way, and not anything insidious to be alarmed about. "and the kids are stuck with me, as their clearly favored baby-sitter. speaking of them - any plans on their first big hunt?"