Firefly Glen ours

Like Hydra, Osiris loathed to waste time; the sooner the confirmed who would join him within the glen, the better. "Yes—" he agreed, a hint of excitement edging into his tone, "—lets." Sojourned to the matriarch's side, the pair began to make their return to Moonspear. 

Hydra's mention of Easthollow caught Osiris off guard, and only his brief expression of panic betrayed his mental misstep. "Yes," he remarked, perhaps more fondly than he had anticipated. "We're lucky to have her—she's smart, willing to learn and loyal—from what I've experienced," there was a whimsical shimmer in his gemstone eyes, "I met her here, actually, a while back when she came to visit Aunt Alya. We spent some time looking at the stars." Osiris was oblivious of his inner-most feelings towards Leta—all he knew was that she made him feel funny... but in a good way. It was confusing.