| Try as he might, Somnus could not hide the look of genuine concern and worry that stole across his face. Verdant eyes remained rooted upon Mesnyi’s own, searching her expression for a sign of something, for a tell or tick as to anymore information. Was the separation a rather uncomfortable, sensitive topic? Was the maiden of lilac and ivory determined to find them? Or was she content to just let the cards fall where they may? With furrowed brows the dunalino softly cleared his throat. “Do you need assistance in returning to them? Or perhaps finding them?” The inquiry came gently, as though cautious to thrust himself in a place where he might not be wanted or welcome. After all, they hardly knew one another, and Somnus did his best to give everyone their space… Yet he wanted nothing more than to help those in need, and while Mesnyi seemed calm and comfortable where she stood, head high and sleek shoulders back, he couldn’t help but wonder. “Apologies. It isn’t my place to ask such things, but…” He trailed off, surprisingly at a loss of what he should say. Family was precious. That was something he understood in a familiar, intimate way, but was he not a contradiction to his own belief when it came to his very own brother? Thought of the russet roan stallion sullied his mind and spread a bitter taste on his tongue, but Somnus pushed past it. Now was not the time. At least she seemed at peace here, and her words of Delumine treating her with kindness and fairness was relieving to his troubled heart. “Very good. I’m glad to hear it, Mesnyi, truly.” A quick, cursory glance to see if he had irritated her, and then he continued, that worried look transferring back into a more amicable, warm smile and dancing emerald eyes. “Do you come from a wandering troupe?” He knew of a few nomads or gypsies down in Denocte, but he was unfamiliar with any that might be holed up within Delumine proper. |
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