[ He shakes his head. ] Quite the opposite, in fact. When they were alive, this house was rarely still or quiet. They always were rather sociable, not to mention well-liked by most.

[ He has wondered on occasion if they would be sad to see their home so empty and quiet. But it seems to him that to think along those lines for too long is only borrowing trouble. She is not wrong in any of her suppositions about the Borels or about Thordan. Aymeric has a great deal of love for the ones who raised him, and no small amount of longing for a relationship that is no longer possible.

The Borels were a blessing to him, and he desperately wishes he could say the same for Thordan. But perhaps that is the remnant of the foolish hopes of a much younger man.

His expression shifts to a more pensive look as he thinks back to those early, happier days, and then the days that came following their passing. Ultimately, he decides that it is best not to dwell on such gloomy topics, and of course, he would not bore her with them either.

So he gives her a warm smile and a nod. ]

I look forward to seeing you both.