closed starter for: isolde kelindorr & sylvain kelindorr || @indu1ge place: the quarter’s assigned to house kelindorr
Blue eyes focus on the teacup before, a finger tracing around the rim as lips are pressed thoughtfully. There is much that remains uncertain, now that they have arrived at Celembron. The danger has passed, for now, but considering this is the second such tragic occurrence that has happened in a few months, Isolde now doubts that it will be the last. Which brings forth a greater concern of ensuring her family’s safety. Changing her finger’s path so that she can grip the cup’s handle, she brings it to her lips and takes a delicate sip as she keeps considering her options. Isolde is only distracted from her musings once she hears the door to the wing the Kelindorr family was given open.
Glancing up, she sends her cousin a wan smile.
“Sylvain, it is good to see you,” she says, voice tired yet warm as she sees her cousin and gestures for him to join her at the table. “Please do join me, I have not had time to discuss the events of the night of the fire with you yet, and I would like to ask about how you fared.”