In Lieu of Formalities

Jace was more than content to play by himself in all reality. He'd never really had many playmates, and certainly very few his age, so he'd be just as happy building snowmen on his own. He smiled up at Neron as well, a sleepy little grin, given the trek the youngster had just been through. Which was all the better, given the way the arguement was heating up between Zariah and Neron. "Alright, Jace, off to bed with you." Zariah said softly, though her fiery gaze did not leave Neron as she did so. Jace obediently scooted off of Neron's lap, waving at him before making his way out to the hall. For a long moment Zariah said nothing, the tension palpable between them as she carefully calculated her next move. "Have you considered that the thing missing is not within the family but within Loren?" she said dryly, tapping her nails against her arm in thought. But at length, she lifted a hand and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Neron's best and worst trait happened to be the way he challenged her. Wonderfully irritating. "What you do and who you accept in the name of Halo is no question of mine. If you wish to use him, fine. But as far as the family is concerned he is Launceleyn in name only. He made clear he has no desire to be part of it." she said. This had been a two-way split. Zariah didn't want him in the family as much as Loren had argued to get out of it. Clearly he was telling two different stories. zariah If it is danger you seek, come on over. I covet tranquility but beget the tempest storm.