It's not the first time that Selene's given Cairos this look which is precisely why it ultimately holds no sway upon Cairos and her thought process as she tries her best to formulate an answer that won't completely crush Selene. Cairos' expression in return is unchanging as she looks down at the dhampir from where she stands, now drumming her fingertips on the top of the bookshelf rather than trying to entice the spider closer. The tips of her claws make a dull thunk through the leather of her gloves, filling the silence that follows Selene's attempts at smoothing this over.
Cairos doesn't want to discourage Selene from making friends. Gods know that Cairos isn't going to be the one making them any semblance of this world's currency any time soon and they do still need some of it. But unlike Selene who was always so comfortable with the thought of strangers entering her home since Isa was always so welcoming of anyone who might require her assistance, Cairos does not. She sees it as an intrusion at best, a violation at worst. Cairos' lips begin to curl back at the thought before... Well, she hardly relaxes. Her jaw clenches tight and her next breath is a sharp exhale.
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Cairos doesn't want to discourage Selene from making friends. Gods know that Cairos isn't going to be the one making them any semblance of this world's currency any time soon and they do still need some of it. But unlike Selene who was always so comfortable with the thought of strangers entering her home since Isa was always so welcoming of anyone who might require her assistance, Cairos does not. She sees it as an intrusion at best, a violation at worst. Cairos' lips begin to curl back at the thought before... Well, she hardly relaxes. Her jaw clenches tight and her next breath is a sharp exhale.
"When are they coming here?"