"Ah, wise decision, that's the Korhza in you. What does your grandfather always say? 'Evitaţi discuţie cu orice preţ'? No, but I am sure it is something very similar to that."
Annaliese leaned against the wall and folded her arms, looking down at her daughter. She found it odd that the kindest sort of banter they'd shared in three months was happening after she'd heard the worst news in years. Pushing the thought from her mind, she gave Alette a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes, "Mmmn, good, or I'd tell you to set up a tent in the garden and give the room to your cat."