[ He meets the look with blank watchfulness, just like his near lack of reaction to her pointed correction of his terminology when they first met in the kitchen. The detachment of it is not necessarily better than the childish glee Haran takes in needling her, yet it does make his inquiries strangely medical. Prodding sore areas to diagnose the injury.
The gift of her family is one that will have to wait, perhaps indefinitely. No sense in trying to raise the Morrisons when he has no idea where their remains are, what state they're in, if they'd treat him with any courtesy for taking the trouble if he did manage it. And, most pressingly, when Haran is right there, waiting for him to do something like that.
Brandon sips some more of his drink, letting his gaze move again from Qetzi back to the only other person here who actually wants conversation. ]
What do you do with your time, then, Master Morrison?
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The gift of her family is one that will have to wait, perhaps indefinitely. No sense in trying to raise the Morrisons when he has no idea where their remains are, what state they're in, if they'd treat him with any courtesy for taking the trouble if he did manage it. And, most pressingly, when Haran is right there, waiting for him to do something like that.
Brandon sips some more of his drink, letting his gaze move again from Qetzi back to the only other person here who actually wants conversation. ]
What do you do with your time, then, Master Morrison?