[ Ivor looks up at Hekate with an expression that clearly demonstrates his longing. He most certainly wants the thing, even if she might be wary of it. His pleading look is considered impassively, but then she nods, a tiny little motion. That's all he needs, Ivor reaches out and gently takes the gift, cradling it in against his chest with such pleasure.
Hekate's eyes flicker up to Brandon then, placid. She does not want him to think that she can manipulated through her brother, the look on her face is there to say that her concessions to him are never without thought. ]
We'll see.
[ No promises, no thank yous. She motions Ivor to get up and come to her, he does, still staring down at the faceless bundle of feathers he holds. ]
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Hekate's eyes flicker up to Brandon then, placid. She does not want him to think that she can manipulated through her brother, the look on her face is there to say that her concessions to him are never without thought. ]
We'll see.
[ No promises, no thank yous. She motions Ivor to get up and come to her, he does, still staring down at the faceless bundle of feathers he holds. ]
You should go now, guest. They return.