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Tally Staff ☆ Counselor, Profiler, Author, Psychologist★ LilyCat
121 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

7 months earlier...

Upon arrival at the home, Stardust had paused and her expression had turned to concern even before entering. She had told Cassandra and Dylan that she felt a shift in the land around it. Something had happened, an opening had been created. It was through her they were able to witness an echo of events as Caitlin seemed to pour through books and drawers like a madwoman, searching for something. What it was they couldn't say, and they followed her frantic searching as she then ran outside into the back yard and than... simply vanished.

"She opened a door... no... someone else did..." Had come the soft voice of the Fae woman, before she furrowed her brow. "We cannot follow." Immediately, an argument sparked from Cassandra, but Stardust simply looked at her and then pointed to her barely showing belly at the time. "You cannot risk losing them to Faerie, and I... I cannot remember how to return," This seemed to trouble the small Fae, who then offered her apologies and words that she would let Dylan know as soon as she felt another shift. If Caitlin returned.

 

Today...

At the shop, the Fae woman was in the midst of inspecting some new wands that had been crafted, when she paused, her head lifting and gaze staring into the middle distance. She dropped the wand in her hands and ran to the front desk, almost jumping on top of it in order to gain Dylan's attention as she stared at him. There was a mixture of concern, excitement, happiness, and yet fear in her eyes.

"The door opened again..." Came the whisper from the dark-haired Fae, "She's returned."

Elsewhere, Cassandra felt the shift as well as the familiar tug of her aunt's blood while she was feeding one of the twins and her breath halted for a moment as she looked up. Her chest tightened and relief flooded through her for a few moments. The babe she was feeding stopped, and both turned their strange-coloured gaze to her as though acknowledging that they had felt it too. A soft half-sob bubbled from her lips as she rested back in her seat. She needed to go see her though, and so she summoned the stroller from the hallway and began to settle the two girls in it while reaching out toward Alex with her mind, 'Did you feel it?'

At the same time, Cass felt concern... because she didn't just feel the single thread that connected her to Caitlin, but another connecting one as well.

 

In the backyard of the house which had only been maintained by family but otherwise untouched, The red-haired woman blinked, disoriented for a moment as she looked around the back of her home, before then toward the teenager who stood next to her, holding her hand as she fearfully studied the place. The last thing she remembered was that she had been searching for something, and then... then she opened her eyes and found herself here with Aisling. She knew her daughter, naturally, though she couldn't place any memories of her having been living here with herself or Cass.

Bringing the girl in close, Caitlin held her while she tried to work out what was missing in her mind, though subconsciously she was aware that it was futile, at least at the moment. She was still dressed exactly the same as when she left, appeared no different, and yet, she knew she had gone somewhere. She didn't like that her garden had overgrown quite a bit, what had happened?

"Let's go inside," Caitlin said softly, and then began to lead Aisling in, so that she could at least get them some tea or something, while she tried to straighten her mind which was clearly missing fragments of memory.

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Narragyambie ☆ Assistant Wandmaker✩ Kaitore
40 year old Pureblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

Seven Months Ago. . .

Arriving in the place that Cassandra and Caitlin made their home, Dylan found it to be empty. Lacking the person that they'd sought to find, her absence being felt by more than just him spurring the attempt at a search. Only to leave them with an unsatisfactory answer and a sense of worry for others, for him? It was concern - their journey back to Ireland held no shortage of issues and revelations, many of which he still hadn't been entirely privy towards. He didn't know Stardust's words to state the obvious, the lack of a trace that even he couldn't pick up denoted that something far beyond his extended magic and arts could ever rip open without intense sacrifice.

"There's naught we can do but wait then." What more could be done? The man didn't enjoy 'sitting on his hands' but he understood when an situation had been out of his grasp, out of favor. They could only wait until the situation changed or find a means to force it into their favor. "That is fair and acceptable, Stardust." He replied towards the ancient Fae.

Today

The shop had been slow, slower than usual he had to admit but it allowed him to keep his attention elsewhere. A book held within his grasp as he read, almost trying to find if it held an answer of its own to a conundrum that still couldn't be solved. Stardust's hastened feet pummeling the top of the desk without even making the man flinch. Either he'd been tuning her out or she hadn't surprised him enough to startle him. "You know, many patrons would find it odd for the owner to dance upon their selling counter top. . ." As he spoke the tip of his finger turned a page of the book, at least it started to before her words caused him to halt for a moment. "It opens?" His eyes closed for a moment and he shut the book tightly, tucking it under the desk and standing up. "Then let us go immediately. I imagine you would get us there faster, apparition isn't as accurate or expedited as one of your power."

Meanwhile. . .

Alexander had grown far more attuned to the wavering patterns that often came with the various Sorceraic individuals within his family though only two bolstered a sudden shock through his system that couldn't be mimicked. It'd been the faint presence of 'Bethianna' or at least the part of her that had been kept by Caitlin, held close due to the revelation of who they were towards one another. A gentle mumble under his breath "Oh. . . The Butcher is back. . ." Something that he would never vocally utter in the presence of Cassandra or Caitlin, while he was still sore that his pain had to increase he understood the necessity of it all. 'Seems like she's back! Though. . . Uh, She's definitely -not- alone.' Alex had always held a 'Sixth-Sense' a nature beyond what most Wizard's held and it only shifted since his acceptance, granting a sense of 'Intuit'. 

As Dylan began to gather up his coat to sling it over his shoulders a young teen walked through the doors of the shop, almost as if there'd been a sense of a mission within his silvery-hued eyes. Before the young male could even speak however, Dylan's own voice rose up. "You come at strange times boy. Can you make a trip for three, Stardust? It seems I've no end of situations I need to settle out." The older man requested. While he hadn't made it a habit of explaining his personal life to Stardust there'd been very little he could keep her from knowing in her own shop. "This timely child is Senan.

Even being ousted in such a manner caused Senan's brow to furrow, being exposed wasn't one of the things he favored. But the situation had been well out of his control from the moment he arrived and stepped into the building. An annoyed sigh exhausted from him and his various white hued pupils narrowed towards the side. "Let's just make this quick. . .

 

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Narragyambie ☆ Owner of Will o' the Wisp Wands★ LilyCat
2019 year old Pureblood Fairy ☆ She/Her

"Many of my customers should be used to my antics by now," Stardust responded with her very accurate rebuttal, before then nodding to his question of the door and decision to head there immediately. Indeed, even the faerie found herself intrigued by the disappearance of the woman, and the fact that a door had been opened here in Narragyambie of all places. And yet there was a feeling of nostalgia with the sensation it left in the very air, something that only those of The Blood would be able to sense truly. She had a feeling of why it had formed here, or at least a vague inkling, maybe perhaps a mild guess? in any case, what mattered was that there was a return, as well as someone new.

They had to see to this curiousness immediately! Or perhaps once she was introduced to the lovely Fae boy who entered the shop before Stardust could whip herself and Dylan to Caitlin's. She blinked at him a moment, her head tilting and eyes wide, before she practically squee'd at him and dashed over to clasp his cheeks and pinch them lightly.

"Oh, aren't you the most adorable young man! How could you have been hiding him from me?" Stardust turned an accusing half frown toward Dylan, before then releasing Senan and patting his arms, "Goodness! So many of you all around! I wonder what attracts you here, soon it will be a nexus of activity if this continues!" Though it was difficult to tell if the exclamation was excitement or concern from the woman. But, she simply clasped Senan's hand easily, without thought that her power might overwhelm the poor boy if he wasn't aware of her age, and pulled him over to Dylan. As soon as she clasped the older man's hand, they were no longer in the shop, and instead stood out the front of Caitlin's. There was no flash or blink or any sensation, it simply was with no effort at all from the woman. Releasing them, she gestured toward the door, "I'm just going to get milk!" She stated and was gone again.

 

Caitlin felt more than anything else, the sudden powerful presence outside her home, before it then vanished again. And Aisling clearly felt it as well, the girl tensing up in mild fear as though expecting some form of punishment for having done something wrong. The older woman gave her a reassuring squeeze of her shoulder, however, and bade her sit at the counter in the kitchen, while she wandered over to the front door. There, she opened it and peered out toward the two men, one of them she recognised with a gentle relieved smile. The other, she recognised almost immediately as fae. And her head tilted at him before her gaze returned to Dylan.

"Perhaps, you should both come in... I'm... not sure what's happened here," Caitlin said softly, opening the door further for them to come inside, though stopping Dylan as he entered, to wrap her arms around him in a tight hold for a few moments. In a way, it grounded her, made this all feel much more real than it had since her return.

 

Meanwhile, Cassandra was still getting everything for the girls, having realised that preparing to go anywhere even for a short time with babies meant having to take almost a suitcase with her. As she did so, she heard Alex's voice in her head and smiled softly at the reminder of back when he had used the ability by accident. That seemed like an entire lifetime ago now, so much had changed in such a short time. Had she been told then that this is where she'd be in a year and a half, she would have laughed herself stupid.

'I need to see her. Are you going to come as well? Or are you busy? Understandable if you've got things you need to do,' Cass said gently back to him, picking up one of the girls to give her a little kiss on the forehead, before carefully placing her into the stroller with her sister. There, the twins were content and happy together. They always seemed happy when they were close, parting them seemed to only aggravate them, so they even shared a crib at the moment.

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Narragyambie ☆ Assistant Wandmaker✩ Kaitore
40 year old Pureblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"If that is what will allow you to sleep at night, My dear, Stardust." A slight smirk tugged at his lips, not in a mocking manner. In fact, one could consider the most playful that his expressions could ever be conceived given the usual stoic presence he held himself towards. The manner of how his face had been quickly shifting into a far more stern glance when it came to the young Senan that had been under a form of a 'assault' by the wile natured Fae. On the inside, Dylan, had been amused to heightened degrees. 

Senan on the other hand had been far less enthused with his head shaking wildly as if to try and shoo a constant buzzing fly away from his face. "No, knock it off! I am no plaything!" This hadn't been the first time he encountered the trademark energy that came from the people known as Fae but it didn't mean he had to like it! Or condone it! Once she moved from his cheeks to patting his arms a sigh of resignation pushed out of him. What could he really do to stop her? "Personal issues, nothing more." A vague and broad response, not indicative in the least just how deep and vast those particular issues would extend. His hand was grasped and that's when the surge of power struck through his sensorium, it took him a few seconds to shore himself up against the flood - a sign that he must've encountered powerful Fae often enough. 

Strangely enough, the touch would've unveiled a couple of things. The first being that he'd been far more Fae than he was Human and the Second being the sign of one of the People's 'claim' on him. One that seemed to reverberate with its own strength, a sign of an Ancient's touch. 

Dylan and Senan both found themselves outside of Caitlin's door faster than an eye could blink and conceive the world around it. "Milk. . .?" Senan could only questions, the woman felt Ancient but had she been the mindset of a child as well? 

The older man only huffed and kept standing without knocking on the door, he'd been keen enough to know Caitlin felt Stardust at least which meant her curiosity would get the better of her to check. "I would assume it is for the babies that will be arriving." Caitlin must not have known, not if she'd still been home and not already rushing out the door to see Cassandra. It was then that the door opened up and he beheld the red-haired beauty. "Thank you, go on in." His head lightly tilted towards the entryway where Senan, begrudgingly so, walked into the home. When it was Dylan's turn he'd been halted, locked within an embrace that felt foreign and new due to the length of time but not unwelcomed. 

His arms wrapping around her waist and offering a tight squeeze. "Much has happened, Caitlin. You've been gone for quite a while, after all." Slowly he broke away from the hug with his hands resting on her hips before ushering both of them further inside. "Maybe you should sit down, gather yourself some coffee or tea. You'll perhaps need it for those that will arrive eventually." While he wasn't sure where her mind had been at, how long she believed she'd been gone. . . He knew that the birth of her Niece's children had been better left to be seen than told. 

Meanwhile. . .

While he'd been preparing for the slotted gig he had for the Festival days left, Alexander couldn't leave Cassandra to manage things on her own even with Caitlin's return. It wouldn't have felt right and the presence of another meant that there most likely had been more to a tale that might require a branch of support. 'I'll be there, Agent Kitty McHotstuff.' Sometimes certain things needed to be placed on hold to be in a place that needed that supportive presence and he figured that this had been one of the many times within the last few months that the young woman needed him around or may have needed him. 

He'd already been placing his Guitar into a case to keep it protected, slinging it on his back and preparing himself to head towards a place he once called Home himself for sometime. Within the last few months the control and understanding of his magic had grown and while it still took a hell of a lot out of him he managed to reduce how much it would rip out bit by bit.

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Tally Staff ☆ Counselor, Profiler, Author, Psychologist★ LilyCat
121 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

Though there was clear relief that could be seen in Cate's features at the sight of Dylan, there was also curiosity over his young companion and the sensation she could feel in the air around him. Fae? The slight similarities between the two males weren't missed by the astute woman either as she watched the younger one enter, before hugging the older tightly. Closing her eyes, she allowed herself to indulge for a few moments before being ushered inside with a small sigh. At the same time, she also realised that she was going to have her own things to explain, especially when she spied the red hair of the teenager who was poking her head out from the kitchen to peer curiously at the new arrivals

Before the front door could close, however, the return of the strong aura caused Caitlin some pause as she looked behind her toward the cheerful looking raven-haird Faerie, who held up a carton of milk for her to see.

"You might want some fresh milk for drinks," Stardust pointed out lightly with a bright smile, "I'm Stardust-..." Her introduction was interrupted as Caitlin spoke up.

"The wand shop owner, of course," Perhaps it was simply the fact that Cate felt far more in tune with everything, or sensitive to the world around her, that she was able to truly notice that the small woman was far more than just a simple run of the mill Fae. She gestured for Stardust to join them, her gaze lifting to meet Dylan's curiously once again, before then leading them through to the kitchen where the teenager who was near a spitting image of a younger Caitlin was waiting, quickly shifting her own gaze between the new arrivals. Cate walked over to her and brushed a lock of hair from her features before shifting an arm around her. "This is Aisling," Caitlin said softly as she glanced around, her gaze stopping on Dylan mostly, "She's my daughter... though, we were separated for a long time, since she was a baby I think." Her brow furrowed slightly, clearly struggling with exact knowledge.

"I'm really sorry, I hope I didn't cause too much trouble, I-I didn't realise it would pull her in..." The girl spoke softly in apology as she glanced around at the group of people, before her gaze shifted toward the front of the house, along with Cate's attention as well, moments before the door opened and closed and there was a rush of footsteps and... wheels?

"OhmygodsCate! You're back!" Cassandra barged into the kitchen, ploughing the way through with the stroller before stopping it a moment so that she could throw herself at Caitlin in a tight hug. Though, it wasn't so much the hug that caught the older woman off guard, as the sight of the stroller itself, as well as the occupants that could only have been a few weeks old at most. Sudden realisation dawned upon the older woman as she began to feel the weight of the time that she must have been gone for, and her eyes shone with unshed tears a moment while she held Cass as well.

"H-how long has it been?" Caitlin's voice choked out as she then looked toward Dylan for the answer. Aisling, meanwhile, found her curiosity peaked by the twin girls who were no ordinary Fae babies, by far. She knew who Cassandra was, she wasn't certain how she knew, but she did, and her features shifted into a soft smile toward the babies.

"Little royals..." Aisling said softly as she brushed ones cheek with her finger, almost as though in awe. While this had all gone on, Stardust had already begun helping herself to boiling water in order to make tea for everyone, since it seemed there was a load of distractions for everyone else.

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Narragyambie ☆ Assistant Wandmaker✩ Kaitore
40 year old Pureblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

Dylan wasn't a man that lied to himself even with much of his actions and reactions kept obscured from a crowd of people. It'd been easily shown, without hesitation from the deep embrace of a hug that he'd missed the woman. Being unable to search or assist, perhaps one of the most difficult choices for someone such as himself that prized action and swift resolution. His lips pressed against her cheek, a greeting as much as it had been a welcome home response. Much more than that wouldn't have been the time and there had been much more than needed to be said and managed before he felt it would even be alright to move into a far more passionate touch. His gaze shifted towards the young teen that stood next to him and then back towards Caitlin - another 'complication' that needed to be explained but things had an order of import. 

The shuffle of feet and the tuff of red-hair caught both Dylan and Senan's attention - though Dylan's held more of a confusion behind it. Had Cassandra already arrived. . .? No, her hair hadn't been that color any longer. So, then, who could it have possibly been? The train of thought had been broken from the man with the arrival of his employer. "That took you longer than expected, Stardust." He'd never been one to underestimate the diminutive woman often sparking that most of her actions, most of her delays had been intentional one very level.

Arriving in the kitchen he could only spot an unfamiliar young female, someone that he knew hadn't been around Caitlin's life. At least, not the one he'd been privy towards it seemed. An expression of confusion made its way. "Your. . . Daughter?" What line of questioning would he even begin to hop on? His head shook towards Aisling. "You need not apologize. Things occur, often without us realizing they're a hair away from triggering."

Senan snorted, arms crossing over his chest with a severe glance given towards Aisling. "Or bumbling around something you probably didn't have any business engaging with. . ." That had been his two-cents. Only to earn a far more stern gaze from the older man which only prompted Senan to roll his eyes. "You need not introduce me, I can do that for myself. I'm Senan Connell, I would be the 'Half-Brother'." The amount of energy and presence that pooled in the room had been like an annoying itch that only served to remind him that he should've stayed home. 

Not a moment after, Cass seemed to barrel through the door, wheels in tow as they resounded in the ears of the two men. A tender moment and one that not even Senan seemed apt on intruding on until it resided from what seemed to be a twinkle of realization within Cait's eyes. 

"About Seven Months, Caitlin. You've been gone for quite a while, without word or trail that we could follow." It had been a quick truth but the amount of details that needed to be filled in couldn't be fit within such a short time, not when there had been so much even before her disappearance that most likely needed to be brought up. "Not even Stardust could take the risk. We were saddled with waiting, hoping that the door would open once more." Whether it'd been luck or intuition he couldn't say for certain. 

It hadn't been long after that a buzz of magic vibrated through the air, an empty space near the door void one more and then suddenly occupied by the violet-eyed Alexander. A brief huff of exhaustion pushed through his lips, trying to lock onto a place with such much energy and his experience of the newer magic within his place pumped a bigger kick than he had expected. Even still he wore his usual charming smile of warmth, playing off the weariness as was his usual choice. "A party and I didn't even bring drinks or snacks! And it seems like a couple new faces since I was last here." While he would've greeted Cassandra first he didn't feel right interrupting her cling to Caitlin, instead running a gentle glide of his finger along the hands of his twin daughters, a gaze shifting towards Aisling. "Now. . . Let's see here. . .Red hair, green tinted eyes. . .Oh! Okay, yea, you feel very familiar too.

That buzz of Sorceraic energy mixed in with the pull of the nature of a Fae, something he found he'd been exceeding accustomed towards given not only Cassandra's heritage but that of his Daughters as well. "It's good to see you're alright, Cait!" As much as he probably wanted to see her as 'The Butcher', it wasn't something he could keep up for long knowing the import of the woman to his wife. 

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121 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

"I'm sorry..." Caitlin was enough in tune with Dylan to know that he had been worried, just by the tender hold and kiss to the cheek which as chaste as it was still even hinted that there was more behind it that would have to wait for a later time, when they could talk in private. She pressed her face to his shoulder for a moment as she gave him another small squeeze before releasing him reluctantly, and nodded in greeting to the small Fae woman who entered, her introduction allowing Cate to determine that this was Dylan's employer.

"Everything takes as long as it is meant to," Stardust responded to Dylan's comment with a light wink and amused smile, but quickly busied herself with making drinks for everyone, including the others who were on their way as well. The revelations came as something seemingly expected by her, or she simply didn't want to intrude on discussions while she toddled around, though clearly Cate was surprised by Senan's introduction.

"Half brother?" The older redhead queried with a glance toward Dylan, before then offering a kind smile toward Senan, "Well, it is a pleasure to meet you." She said softly, and then indicated toward the others for Aisling, "Well, Senan just introduced himself. The dark haired lass is Stardust, and Senan's brother is Dylan, someone very close to me." Caitlin wasn't sure if that was something she made a point to state because she felt like she should or because she just wanted to, but either way she smiled as she did, before then being almost bowled over by the very not pregnant Cassandra who was as full of energy and vigor as ever, despite the two newborns she was toting around with her.

"Are you her lover?" Aisling asked Dylan rather candidly, while Cass continued to squeeze half the life out of her mother. It was merely curiosity, it seemed, though she glanced at Senan who had commented on her apparent 'tampering'. "Would you not wish to find where you came from?" She asked him gently. Her attention shifted quickly, however, at the appearance of another male, one who held a more familiar and similar signature to herself, as well as her mother and cousins.

"Seven months..." Cate was almost in shock at the idea of having missed so much time, and pressed a kiss to Cassandra's forehead as the girl finally released her, only to drag her over to see the twins, "Gods, they're gorgeous." The woman gasped. The mixture of colours in the eyes and hair were definitely not human, and yet it was astounding how beautiful the babies were as she bent over the stroller to look them over, before then grabbing Alex's arm before he could try to escape, so that she could pull him in for a hug as well, "Thank you for taking care of them." She murmured to the young man, "I'm happy to see you're doing well too." She knew it must have been stressful at their age, but it seemed they'd got through it all in one piece.

"So... you're related... but how?" Cassandra was finally studying the younger redhead who looked a great deal like herself and Cate. And though she'd already made her own guess, she needed a confirmation. She didn't expect the girl to stare at her for a few moments before then kneeling, however. "I... that's new..."

"She's your cousin, Aisling, this is Cassandra and Alexander. You  can stand up, are you alright?" Cate offered a concerned frown as she offered Aisling a hand in order to try and coax the girl back to her feet.

"That must mean you're the one who's really behind the garden, and the doorway," A voice mused from where Stardust was making drinks, before looking at Cass with raised brows.

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Narragyambie ☆ Assistant Wandmaker✩ Kaitore
40 year old Pureblood Human ☆ HE/HIM

"I don't seek apologies. Knowing you're fine and well is alright with me." The palm of his hand pressed against her lower back and shifted into a massage to try and offer a sense of comfort. His chin gently pressed against her while her head nestled against his shoulder. "It's alright, Caitlin. . . " Whether it actually -was- he couldn't say, no one individual can offer completely certainty about a situation in total. However, for that moment, in that very time - everything would be if he had anything to say about it. 

Once they'd been in side a slight snort escaped from him hearing his employer's response. "Who am I to argue with such wisdom." There'd been far more truth in the Fae woman's words than most would've held stock within. Things couldn't be rushed and often team needed to be 'intentionally' given for the moments to properly start making sense of healing.

Dylan offered a frank nod towards Cait. "Yes, It seems after my Mother's death my Father took up a suitor. He just was quite unaware the kind of suitor he'd been taking." The story had went far deeper, one he didn't think needed to be unraveled here in the now with so many other questions on the table. An amused chuckle escaped from his lips towards Aisling's question. "Yes, I am her lover. As much as one of the few whom has perhaps caused her the most pain. Make of that as you will." If she'd been candid enough to ask such a blunt question, the least he could've done is offered that nugget of truth towards the young teen. "You need not worry, I've no machinations to suddenly become a father figure to you. Quite frankly, I would make an awful being as such."

Aisling's question caused Senan's gaze to narrow, an almost unamused frown pressed on his expression. "I would sooner drown all that I know with my own hands. Severing my connection to that which I came from would be a gift unto myself." He wasn't sure what side of the tracks she'd been on when it involved their mutual people but his own had been less than stellar. A game of chess that he still managed to find himself within as a pawn on the board.  It twisted his stomach in pure hate, not only for his Father but for his ever 'Watchful' Mother, he could only hope that the presence of another Ancient Fae had been concealing him enough. 

"One of the most beautiful sights around!" Alexander responded as an overly proud parent. While they held no mark of his current state it'd been a clear reminder that they did indeed come from the line of his Mother. "Wai-!" Before he could even think to fight from the grasp he'd been pulled into a tight hug, somewhat wincing at the suddenness of it. "You know, it's often polite to ask for hugs. And you don't need to thank me for doing what I'm supposed to do, you know. . . It wasn't as if I was alone either." By himself he could do nothing but with the combined efforts of his family? The support and care? That made a wealth of difference. "Well, you know. . . I'm not dead yet! Probably not a good joke for me still, is it?"

"I imagine it has something to do with what she knows." Dylan chimed in, hazel gaze shifting towards Aisling for a moment. "You called their children, 'Little Royal'. I would imagine that has much to do with Cassandra, Caitlin, and your own heritage." What little information the man knew of the Fae and their inner workings, the Sidhe often were considered of the higher Hierarchy in many courts and in general to many of their Fae brethren, The Keepers of the Lands.

Alexander's hand raised up in a casual wave towards Aisling once he'd been introduced. "Nice to meet you, Aisling. You can just call me Alex, Alexander sounds way too proper. . . That and it only really feels right if one person calls me that." He laughed weakly, no matter how much truth had been held it stung to know he most likely wouldn't hear that person say his name again. His head nodded smoothly towards Stardust. "That's my guess. Agent KMS here had been practicing a bit."

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121 year old Halfbreed Sorceraic ☆ She/Her

The comfort that Dylan was able to offer at least set Caitlin a little at ease, especially with her mind still catching up with things and the fact that she now had a daughter that she felt she was going to need to explain as best she could with the little knowledge she had on that matter. So far as she knew, it was possibly a similar scenario to her own mother, which was another part of the puzzle that she had to share with him. There was so much she needed to say, and no doubt there was on his side as well, but it would have to wait until a little later. She knew her return would be felt, and that there would be a number of people here, a couple more than she had expected to be honest.

"I can see..." Cate responded to Dylan's explanation of his younger brother with mild intrigue. That his father - who hunted the kinds of beings that she and hers were - would go to bed with one, and then produce a child as well. She had to wonder if there weren't some kinds of shenanigans going on either one side or the other. Perhaps both. Her cheeks did flush a fraction at Aisling's candid questioning, especially with Cass right there too, but she smiled and also nodded in confirmation, deciding that her niece would have to find out eventually anyway. "Yes, he and I are seeing one another... or were... he might have grown cold feet in the past seven months," She offered a gentle joke, but there was at least a hint of concern about whether there was truth in her words as well.

"I am truly sorry for whatever your family has done to you... but if you were without answers to an entire side of your lineage, I'm sure you would be at least mildly curious," Aisling responded softly to Senan's biting words. She could understand wishing to be away from something that one didn't enjoy or felt was toxic,  but when one didn't have that knowledge at all. How were they supposed to know? As far as she could tell so far though, her mother, cousin, all those who had turned up appeared kind. Even Senan, despite his bitterness.

"Proud Papa here can't get enough of them whenever he's home," Cass snickered at Alex's mighty proud proclamation about the twins, not that she disagreed by any degree whatsoever. She'd fallen in love with them long before they were born. The hug her husband received from Cate also caused her to grin widely while he wasn't sure what to do, though she swatted at his shoulder with his joke, "Definitely not a good joke for you still." Cassandra huffed, moving over beside him once he was released from her aunt's hold, in order to lean against Alex slightly, wrapping an arm around his waist while she came to grips with all the suddenness of Caitlin's return, the new family member, her aunt finally admitting she was in a relationship - or... yeah, Cass supposed Cate and Dylan had some talking to do there. And then something about royals?

"That was you, Cass? I knew you were testing your abilities out there since over a year ago, but didn't realise your abilities had increased so much," Caitlin blinked at her niece, while she tried to put together the pieces of what Dylan had noted, and what Stardust had said, as well as Aisling. Still, the younger teenager stood and looked around, seemingly understanding that only a couple of people kind of understood what she meant.

"She created the new doorway, it means she is the Heir," Aisling said softly, pointing a finger in Cassandra's direction, causing the young mother to stare at her and then around at the others, including her own husband.

"I mean... I just, you know... did my thing..."

"There are plants out there that only exist inside Faerie," Came Stardust's voice, though much more contemplative than usual as she sipped her tea. There were drinks already made and waiting for everyone else, to their preference without her having even asked. "It's like creating a piece of the Lands here, indeed young Aisling has the right of it. Only an Heir or Ruler has the ability to be able to create such things. That you did it without even the knowledge as well..." She trailed off with a thoughtful hum.

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Narragyambie ☆ Assistant Wandmaker✩ Kaitore
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"Plans woven into plans, often the machinations of Dark Wizards. Although when you add Fae into the mix then there becomes a far wider depth that makes it a garbled mess to intuit." What the greater scheme and plan had been he wasn't sure, though it would either unveil itself in his lifetime or just fragments of it that could potentially offer a much cleaner gleam of understanding. "I've not gotten cold feet." He spoke honestly. "In truth, I had thought you decided to go another way in that regard." She'd been avoiding just before her disappearance, whether the two had been actively connected he wasn't sure. . . But it hadn't taken away from the initial belief that she'd been avoiding him for another that had been far better suited. There'd been far more than he'd been given to understand at work within the situation, things he knew wouldn't be known unless spoken. 

"Curiosity is what leads you into the predicament of traps." Or in this case, stuck in a soap opera he didn't want to be apart of. Senan's arms crossed against his chest, his firm standing only showing he'd naturally been on alert even within an area that seemed 'safer' or 'friendly'. These were things he had no plan on holding any stock within. He had almost told Aisling to shove her apology but even he knew there needed to be a sense of proper décor, opting not to let every insult that flung into his mind to exit from his lips. As for as he was aware majority of them had been strangers that could at any moment plunge a knife of betrayal in his back if he hadn't kept his wits about him. 

Alexander grinned widely at the chastisement of his joke, an arm curling along her shoulders as it rested with ease on top of them. "Hey, when you live by luck the least you can do is joke about it after." Though he hadn't really been out of the woods of it yet either. "Don't let them fool you though. They -look- innocent but they're anything but! Trouble and Trouble." He could only imagine the kind of headaches the two of them would give bot himself and Cassandra. It'd still been a stinging wound for him, however, looking at them and knowing he took away a relative that he believed would've adored them even in her stoic and severe gaze. 

Senan's eyes rolled lightly at the predicament that had been unveiled. "Of course. . ." Had every red-haired lass in the room just stumbled their way through the magic? Never giving a second thought? Never considering the potential effects of extremely potent abilities? Especially when it concerned that of the Fae? "Very few boast that kind of a mark, even amongst the Sidhe." The obvious Irish accent laced within his voice. "Those that are tend to create their own personal realms, establish and lead courts." His near-colorless tri-hued eyes settled on Aisling. "The fact you bowed means you don't hold the mark, right?" His gaze then shifted to Caitlin. "Which means you probably don't either." He'd hoped that would narrow it down for the others in the rumor on the next obvious branch to follow.

"It would suggest this state of being a 'Heir' is quite potent in her." Dylan closed his eyes lightly with a hum. "And judging by the ever so rude synopsis from Senan. . ." Almost as if to hold his words pointed in disapproval which only prompted Senan to shrug in a 'Deal with it' fashion. "It would be the coin flip to suggest Cassandra's mother maybe the unique thread."

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"I can only imagine," Caitlin murmured in response to the information Dylan shared, even though vague she had some understanding of what he meant. Two sides had been playing games of plot and deception, and this poor boy was the result of it, stuck in the middle. For that, the woman felt for Senan, despite his thorny demeanour. At Dylan's comment of how she felt, however, Cate blinked at him before then shaking her head gently, "There was a lot that happened, that I was still trying to get my own head around before exposing you to the confusion of it all. And then... well, for me it hasn't been seven months, I'm still wearing the same clothes I was when I vanished." She glanced over herself, but offered a look toward Dylan that said she would explain everything to him when they had the chance to be alone. With so many people around, it was too much for her to start talking about all that happened months ago for them.

"I cannot argue that," Aisling smiled gently at Senan and his biting remark about curiosity. His attitude seemed to be going right over top of the girl's head, though Cassandra certainly noticed it and a brow rose at the boy as she studied him.

"So who took a shite in your cereal?" Cass asked him, before huffing a quiet chuckle and offering a shake of her head, "Let me guess, Sturt." At least, if he was attending school, she imagined that's exactly where he was with all the other brooding, angsty, angry-at-their-parents kids, who needed to bite every hand that was offered. She sighed softly and relaxed into her lean against Alex, "Hey, now Cate's back, she can finish her work on you, you know." The redhead reminded her husband with a raised brow. She was rather aware that while he was learning how to use his magic well, he didn't always think about how much he used, and she wanted to have him around for a long time.

"Of course I can, and will... there's a lot I have to do," Cate said almost distractedly as she thought, "I still need to get your father as well... and then he and I can begin working on how to bring Thia back," That was a goal she had set in her mind still, offering Alex a small reassuring smile that she intended to do everything she could to get the woman back to them. Of course, this was all still over the heads of half the room and she shot everyone else an apologetic look.

"She has the mark as well," Aisling pointed out, indicating toward Stardust who was still casually sipping her tea before attention was brought her way and her brows rose. In fact, now that Aisling was studying her, there was a slight look of concern that came across the girl's features in the presence of the ancient Faerie. She shifted her gaze away as she appeared to try and work something out in her head. Still, both Senan's and Dylan's words reached her ears and she looked up toward the older man, "Incorrect." She said softly, "The mark can skip generations. It does not show for every Childe who is born of the line. It is like... they get Chosen. You should know this," She says the latter to Senan.

"The young one is absolutely correct," Stardust piped up lightly from the background, "I surmise that's perhaps how the Sullivan lasses came to move themselves to this area in the first place. As I said months ago, Dylan. They are mine. I just..." She offers a gentle shrug, "Don't have my memory, though piece by piece is gradually returning." She mused, as though simply discussing the weather.

"I'm... a little lost, so... the wand shop owner appears to be a ruler who has no memory, and Cass can potentially create her own piece of Faerie..." Caitlin rubbed her forehead as she moved to a chair in order to sit down. She felt exhausted, and offered a sigh before picking up the cup of tea that suddenly appeared beside her in order to take a sip. "Alright... I guess we just handle one thing at a time then. There's nothing right now that's going to mean the end of the world, right?"

"Probably not the end of the world, but Cassandra and I might have to work on keeping that door guarded," Stardust mused, her gaze far off in thought once again.

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"Mmm. Hands with intentions left unknown even still." It had been a predicament of an entirely different kinds, his eyes closed for a moment. He hadn't planned on getting the Woman or her family involved, not when it came to things that could wrap them up in the mess they'd been trying to escape in the first place. Her voice pulling him away from the errant thoughts, hazel eyes settling on the woman while she spoke. "Yes, it seems time hadn't moved much for you at all." He wasn't sure if it had halted or the progress of it being so exceedingly slow that it felt far more like hours than months. "You need not expose me to that which you don't believe should be my business, you know." Dylan felt it needed to be made plain, that he didn't expect that she owed him any form of answers beyond that which pertained to where the two of them stood. 

"As long as you're aware it can't be argued than it means you've already learned from the mistake." The main point for the young man, one couldn't always catch their mess ups on the horizon. But surviving to the next day and learning from it? That had increased the chances of being able to call it the next time which also meant the less likely chance of losing said life. "What I am you could never guess." He retorted towards Cassandra with a slight glance before pulling his gaze away from her.

Alexander's eyes shifted left and right, there'd been an obvious thin film of tension forming in the moment. Not the least his own after the process of being 'fixed' emerged, with little detail but enough for a narrowed gaze on his part. "One problem at a time, don't worry about me." Unless the unexpected had occurred he didn't have a want for a method to keep himself alive, as much as he disliked the process of still feeling like a leech. He'd been keenly aware that Adele certainly wouldn't stand for it, not after the miraculous survival from the Acceptance. "Don't go getting tunnel vision on me now, Cassy Cat.

"That you call her children 'Royal' is far too coincidental for my liking." That it happened to skip someone who had been within the Fae domains versus an individual who had been so obviously out of it. It sounded more like a manipulated machination in his mind. Senan learned long ago that the trust of Fae had been something to take with less than a grain of salt and in his mind Stardust had definitely been no different. Not with the amount of power and weight he felt. "It isn't so much that she has no memory." Senan responded towards Caitlin. "It's that time has passed by so much there's only a finite amount that can be held, even for the long-lived. She's probably one of the only few left that could claim to be one of the 'Firsts'.

"That you did, Dust." Dylan responded, though now he'd been second guessing about the status of his employment. "It is but a wonder how I ended up working in your shop as my cover." He suspected enough though made no claims beyond that to push. The true fact of the matter had been it'd been done already and much of many things had been set in motion. To offer a sense of suspicion over something mildly harmless granted no benefit to anyone. "As best you can in guarding it, yes? Unless part of you believes you're guarding it not only from someone stumbling in but someone stumbling out as well." Aisling had to have emerged from somewhere, Cait had to have ended up somewhere. The chances that there had just been the girl were far too astronomical. 

"Either way it's far more sound that someone with years of experience may help to guide her. At the very best to avoid creating other predicaments like so. . ." He glanced towards Caitlin. "But it seems we Connell's maybe overstaying our welcome. This all sounds far more like a family matter.

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"If you need any help, Dylan..." Caitlin began gently, glancing between he and his brother, before then offering him a soft smile as she lifted a shoulder in a small shrug, "I mean, I am an investigator, and do have gifts that are quite handy in tracing back events and individuals." She knew that he would never ask her for help, so she had to at least offer it, though she felt he might try to dissuade her. Likely try to point out that she has enough on her plate already, but he knew her better, that she was stubborn and would find a way to take care of all the things that she needed to as well as help him with anything that he or his brother could use assistance with. "I... honestly can't recall exactly what happened after going out to the garden. I was there on my own, and then I opened my eyes and I was back there with Aisling," Cate rubbed her head a little, it ate at her that she couldn't recall the in-between. Even Aisling, as quiet as she was, while she had answers to some things it seemed she was struggling a little herself, still getting her bearings in this new world she'd never set foot in.

"And I want to tell you because I want to," The woman huffed at Dylan. Really, he didn't have to go telling her that she didn't need to tell him things. Not when she'd already implied that she intended to anyway. Releasing a soft breath as she sat down, she realised that agitation was beginning to set in due to the missing pieces. She was a puzzle solver, someone who found pieces, it would drive her up the wall if she kept trying to think on it.

"Yes, I have learned," Aisling said gently in response to Senan, offering a small smile to him, "You are kind." She added softly, before also moving to a seat and picking up the tea that suddenly appeared on the table next to her, taking a sip and smiling at the flavour.

"Well, I know that you're more Fae than human, for one," Cassandra said candidly to Senan, though there was a hint of concern in her gaze as she studied him a few moments with her own tri-coloured gaze. Unaware of it, her own aura since her arrival was much stronger than it had been months ago, something that Caitlin had noticed already, but had chosen to remain silent on. There was something very similar between Cass' and Stardust's, and she wasn't even sure where to begin with the claim that the clearly ancient faerie had made on them. "And you need to get yourself looked at by Cate sooner or later, babe," Cass murmured to Alex, "I'd feel much more at ease if it was sooner. Especially now that we have the girls." It was understandable, right? Wanting to make sure he would be around for a long time to come.

"Oh, absolutely, there's likely a very good reason why Cassandra, who has lived outside of Faerie, carries a mark, while young Aisling doesn't," Stardust agreed with Senan's words with a light nod as she piped in once again, "But I assure you, it's not age that afflicts my mind. I woke up one day, oh... some decades ago? Maybe less? Maybe more..." The short raven-haired fae peered upward in thought, before then shaking her head and casting her gaze straight onto the young lad, and the weight of that gaze could be felt, "And no memory. I surmised quite a long time ago that I likely did it to myself, for what reason I cannot rightly say. Perhaps it is similar to the affliction which leaves gaps in the memories of Caitlin and Aisling." Though she sounded so casual with the lilt in her voice, at the same time there was a heaviness in the air at her very words, as though some of that ancient power stored within the small body was confirming her words. Senan's theory of being one of the 'Firsts' simply drew a slow smile from her as she studied her tea, however, before taking another sip.

"Guarding against something coming out," Stardust confirmed Dylan's suggestion with the simple words and nod, "A door unlocked is a dangerous thing to have. There are creatures of Faerie that should not be loose on this world. Not the least of all, many of the Fae kin themselves. When the Old Courts split, there became many smaller ones. Some more monstrous than others..." She then tilted her head to the side, "Hm..."

"You don't have to go," Caitlin said softly as she looked up toward Dylan, and then Senan, "I'm rather starving, and we could all have something to eat?" She offered, glancing around, though she watched as Stardust's gaze shifted toward the garden, before the Elder fae stepped out the sliding door to the patio which led out to it. Cate breathed out a sigh, there were still questions, but the Fae was likely to answer them or offer information upon her own whim, so she knew not to press her too much. Caitlin also wanted to see the babies properly, and so the reached over for the stroller to roll it toward her, smiling softly at the girls with their odd coloured eyes and hair, glancing around briefly once more, "Anyone want pizza?"

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He should've seen her extending her assistance a mile away, part of him had hoped she'd been far too distracted to even consider reaching out in such a way. Even the by the response and way she looked towards him, there had already been the hint that she wouldn't take his usual response of pointing her towards the problems piled on her own plate first to sort out before jumping into another's. While he wasn't sure an investigator's touch would be necessary he also couldn't say for certain that it wouldn't come up in someway along the line. Even still. . . "It is better not to overload yourself, Caitlin. You just got back, have dealt with a wave of information you're still going to need to sort through." This had been the logical step to him, getting her 'Household in order' so to speak. "Can't recall. . .? Is it a place that mess with memories as well?" His brow furrowed, it wasn't impossible - he didn't know such realms intimately enough. Though, what if someone had been intentionally stirring her memories? 

"If you are certain then." He had to at least make it clear that she shouldn't unveil anything of any sense of 'obligation'. It at least seemed to be the case, not that he could control when and how she said whatever news prompted her to keep him on a distance. 

Senan's look shifted to one of slight bewilderment, not from how Aisling had reacted but that she would ever consider or refer to him as 'Kind'. What was wrong with the perceptions of the red-heads he met that made them see him as such a descriptor? His gaze shifted towards Cassandra afterwards. "Well, look at you pointing out a partial obvious." He would've been surprised with all the Fae within one room if no one would've picked that small tidbit up. "Though I would advise not staring too long. I'm hardly your concern." His attention facing forward once more. 

"I get that." Alex responded, the violet hues of his gaze peering towards the far shorter woman that leaned against him. "But it would be far easier with less on a persons mind jumping into something like that. It's not something that a mistake could just be easily handled afterwards." Staying around for his children meant that he also had to consider that the process wasn't just a harrowing experience for himself, it would end up being one for the person trying to attempt it as well. To make sure that they hadn't slipped, a careful focus without too many burdens that may have caused subconscious stress. "She not only found out that she had a daughter, that you have a cousin - but she also has to deal with seven months time of loss. Both with you, the girls, and her job." His hand lightly squeezed the young woman's shoulder. "It's about choosing the proper moment more than anything else and 'Sooner' isn't -always- better."

"Wait. . . You actually lost your memory?" Senan's tri-colored eyes pinned on Stardust, there'd been a sense of confusion. Why would she have altered her own memories? Protection, to forget pains or perhaps a knitted chance of both. His eyes closed gently and he gave a thoughtful hum, eyes opening easily in time to see the smile that curved at her lips. "Figures, It would make perfect sense considering. . ." He shook his head lightly. "Nevermind." His curiosity had been sated for the most part. Either something or someone had been manipulating the course of thoughts and memories - perhaps it'd been Stardust or perhaps even a curse in play by the land they visited.

"Your hum suggests that something else comes to mind with that particular thought pattern." While he'd spent some time with Stardust, he'd been aware of her whimsical nature when it came to information. "Take your time, I imagine you, most of all, would want to reconnect." After all, they did in some way stem from the  Fae woman. Her presence alone, to him, spoke volumes of seeking a form of inclusion not just out of a sense of protection. Dylan's attention shifting back towards Caitlin as his eyes blinked several times. That sounded more as if she didn't want him to go to him, stuck for a moment on whether leaving had been the better option to offer the family far better comfort together. "Alright, I believe we can stay for just a while." He looked towards Senan - or at least he would've if the brunette Male had even been where occupied. 

The sound of footsteps echoing away and towards the patio as if following behind Stardust. Which prompted a brief sigh from Dylan, a fine mess that had seemed to accumulate within the area. "I think Pizza maybe a good way to try and ease the moment. As best as possible anyways." His arms crossed against his chest and his head offered a brief shake simultaneously with a shrug of his shoulders. "And you've not missed any of the important points for the younglings either." He offered a small yet warming smile towards the older woman, having a hint that it'd been important to her to view those milestones. 

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"In case you've forgotten, I work best when I've got a lot on my plate," Caitlin offered a gentle soft chuckle at her herself and her tendency to be a major workaholic, however she shook her head to the question of whether it was a place that played with memories. She didn't know, it wasn't really a question she could answer confidently, and yet she had a feeling that was probably a decent enough guess. "i wouldn't say it if I wasn't certain," The woman sighed and tutted gently at Dylan, wondering if he forgot that she didn't really say or do something unless she meant it or there was a reason. She knew to everyone else it had been a long time, but it hadn't for her. She at least wanted him to trust that nothing had changed on her side between them. Of course, that was a discussion for when they could get some time alone, just the two of them. With any lucky, he might decide to stay the night and they could talk later. But then again, he had his young brother to worry about now as well. Speaking of...

"Bitey, aren't we?" Cassandra raised a brow at Senan, but shrugged off his demeanour, waving it off as not her concern for the time being. If the Faerie boy wanted to act like someone had taken a dump in his Cheerios, then that was his prerogative. She had to sigh at Alex as her nose scrunched up a little though and she pouted at him, "Well, I didn't mean right at this moment. I know that things need to calm down a little now she's back and all. Just, you know..." She huffed a quiet breath, resting her head on Alex's shoulder as he squeezed it. Was it wrong for her to want to make sure it didn't get put off for another half a year? Still, it was a conversation she preferred to the one that people were having about her carrying some 'mark' and calling her an Heir and the girls Royals. That was a whole other can of worms she didn't think she wanted to deal with.

Anything spoken to Stardust seemed to have maybe followed her out the door, or fallen upon the ears of the distracted as the woman wandered out, Caitlin watching her, and then Senan as the boy apparently decided he was going to follow the Elder Fae. She was at least glad that Dylan agreed on pizza however, and nodded gently as she offered an appreciative smile toward him, before glancing over at the young girl who had come back with her, Aisling sipping her tea quietly and observing.

"Well, I missed their birth, I'd say that's an important thing..." Caitlin says softly as she looks at the pair, hand reaching out to stroke gently at the cheek of one, and then the other while they peered back up at her, "Uncommonly aware too, though I should expect that I guess." She murmured. She then looked around at the people still standing, and offered a soft laugh, "Please, sit down and relax or something, or I'm going to feel like you all feel trapped here." She said, before reaching for a menu on the table for a local pizza place.

"Oh! Sorry," Cassandra jumped, as though she had been spacing out for a moment until Cate called them out on standing around. She then glanced at Alex, "We're good for pizza, yea-...oh! You have a gig, don't you?" She then remembered, especially with the reminder of his guitar that was slung over his back. Was he late? Had he missed it? Was there still time? "You don't need to stick around if you want to go to the performance, babe." She offered an apologetic look toward her husband as she gave him a small squeeze with her arm and leaned up to press a kiss to his cheek, appreciative that he came here anyway, even though he had already had something on.

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"I haven't forgotten, not even for a second. Though there is also nothing wrong with cleaning off your plate and relaxing to take in the moments." Dylan's head shifted towards the side. While she'd always been one to be on the track to keep going he felt this had been one of the times where things needed to be taken a bit differently. Approached with a new kind of mindset and awareness - at the very least to help prepare for the various potential life changes she might've faced going forward. "You do know yourself best, so that is fair." Who had he been to make a call on her personal state of mind or course of thought? It'd seem that time hadn't touched her in any fashion, not in the way it touched those on the outside. 

"I apologize for Senan." There'd been no apologetic tone within his voice, more so it'd been obvious it was more towards the manners aspect of things. "The yolk he bears isn't easily shakable. With the mantles shifted on him being in this. . . Specific place is far more of a rubbing difficulty for him." Dylan had wondered what halted the Young boy's hand from attempting the one mission that would've solved with those that he needed collected in a singular area. "Though a situation for another time." His shoulders lifted up into a light shrug.

"Hey. . . Relax. . ." Alexander's voice lightly cooed into Cassandra's ear in a gentle sing-song tone. "I'm here. . .The worse of the worse is over." There'd be no chance of him just flopping over dead from the two forces inside of him fighting. He'd been 'Unified', as unified as a Male could be the eyes of the others of their kind. Without even a shred of shame, his hand reached down to gently grasp and squeeze her rear. Half because he was being cheeky and half to offer a bit more comfort to the young woman that he was alright. He wasn't entirely sure himself of the talk of this 'Mark' but didn't hold off the slight irony in his actual situation on their children being considered 'Royals'. 

"Stardust. . . Always the elusive." A somewhat small smile touched his lips. "Often with good reason, a rare trait for a Fae so old." He long held the same suspicion that Senan did, though for different reasons. His personal exposure to the woman, her ways and activities and knowledge. It all stemmed from someone that had been around far longer than most would've expected and that she'd camp out in a Wand Shop of all places. . . It was nearly a storybook ready to be written. "Well, yes, you did miss that. Though there is also many things beyond birth that is waiting for you to experience, to be involved in." His lips curving into a far more firmer smile, easily told that it'd been meant for Caitlin alone. "I am relaxed." Wasn't he? He didn't imagine he wasn't, though maybe she held a different image of him in that moment, opting to make her feel more at ease by actually taking a seat - albeit stiffly. 

On Alex's end he'd hoped attention wouldn't be brought up to the fact he still felt -slight- unease around Cait still.  Certain memories of pain couldn't really be released so easily, not when he felt as if the intrusion cost everyone someone far more important in his mind. Widely smiling his head shook without any form of hesitation. "Don't worry about that, Cass. Not something you should be worried about. I'm here, so I'll be here." His lips pressing against the top of her forehead. "Better catch a seat before Cait starts to think we're just avoiding relaxing." Hand pressing against her lower back lightly. 

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