Tristan relaxes a little more when Vesta gives his hand a reassuring squeeze. When she sees his shoulders loosen, Storm also relaxes a bit more. 

Tristan leans forward and adds a spoonful of sugar to his cup and stirs it gently. "Apologies, Nill, Storm." He looks at them each in turn before lifting his cup. "I'm just a bit... Well. I'm sure you can understand why I'm a bit nervous."

"Not really, honestly. Nill hasn't done anything to you. And she's not a relative of Saige. Unless..." Storm's smile turns wicked. "Is it me you're afraid of?"

Tristan sighs. "No. I'm not afraid of you, Storm. It's just that you... Have a tendency to surround yourself in chaos." He blows on his cup of tea very gently before taking a sip.

Storm shrugs and reaches for her cup of tea. "Eh. That's fair enough. Chaos does tend to follow me." Her wings twitch behind her and she flicks her tail. "Obviously."

Then she turns her eyes to Vesta. "To be honest.... I don't know if you should look either. Originally, I wanted to see what she should do. If anyone was looking for her. That kind of thing. Just a peek to see if helping us is the right thing for her." She lifts her cup of tea and takes a drink without bothering to blow on it. "Now though... I don't want to accidentally poke the bug bear, ya know? And if Nill doesn't want to look yet anyways..."

Storm sighs and gives Nill a reassuring smile before taking another drink of her tea. "I dunno. She's been a slave. I just don't want her to end up back there so I want to try and help her."

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