Who: Dashiell and Diana
Where: The new Elias home
When: Afternoon
Moving into a house was a straining experience not helped at all by the fading storm. So most people would've rather moved when it wasn't raining but Diana had enjoyed the process of searching for a house during the storm. The realtor had been confused and Barnabas had insisted on staying in the hotel but Diana had been insistent and when the elemental insisted on something she
did get her way. But now the beautiful weather had changed into this drizzle and, while Diana toyed with the idea of making it stronger, the Elias family was moving into their new Scarlet Oak house. Aetheria, Aurora and Amaya seemed settled there and since Caelia was there as well it seemed only reasonable to move in for awhile. Until Diana could convince them to come back to Greece where they belonged. The money hadn't been a problem, Barnabas had some sort of fund that Diana didn't completely understand but the lack of a mountain or at least a cliff was disheartening. Where was all of the wind supposed to come from?
Sighing to herself and ignoring the clipped remark from her familiar about how they should've been doing all of this at night, Diana glanced around until she spotted her son.
My son. It warmed her heart to be able to think those words again and know that he was right there. She could reach out and touch him and not worry about what was happening to him or where he was. "Dashiell," she called, waving him over to the car. "Help me with this box." She didn't need the help since it was just full of the gauzy white curtains she liked because of how they moved in the wind, she just wanted him to be nearer. Until she'd gotten used to the fact that he wasn't going anywhere Diana was probably going to be a little doting. Unless her mind wandered, which was quite likely.