Though surrounded by people most of their lives, there had been no one for the brothers to question on the state of their family. Oh Tavin had tried but none cared to play the teasing game of are they alive or dead. Sometimes that was a blessing...other times it was a curse. The possibilities were endless on what could have happened to them and Tavin spent most of his time worrying on just that. For him the try for escape hadn't been about himself. It had been about them. It still haunted him that he'd not been able to get her out like he had Jerzy. The maybes had eaten at him. If he'd been awake during it. Coherent. If he'd behaved better so he wasn't so wounded. But in the end he couldn't change it. All he had choice to do was try to ensure that it never happened again for Jerzy.
Now standing in front of her he wondered what had come to pass for her. How she was here, standing just a few feet in front of him. He wanted to know...and didn't all in one. He knew it wasn't going to be any happy tale, he could see it in her eyes. It wasn't as though he had expected it to be. No one got out of that life easily. They had all paid their prices.
"Neither am I" Tavin returned with a slight curl of the lips with the words. The name didn't fit. But none of this fit what he remembered and it never would. She was nothing but a stranger. Some woman from the past that could mean everything or nothing at all. Maybe it was unfair for him to make that choice for Jerzy but Tavin didn't claim to always be fair. He did what he felt was needed. Including walking away from some hint at family if he felt it was just going to drag them back under.
He figured that his words would be met with some disproval. Some push to know of the youngest brother. He could feel almost that want to argue, to question. "Smart move." pushing the topic would only push him away. Jerzy wasn't going to be a concern of hers until Tavin knew more about her. Would Jerzy even remember her? Tavin had his doubts. He was too young then to remember much of anyone. Likely a good thing really...made losing it all that much easier to move forward from. Not that it was ever really easy.
A brow arched as she commented on her night. By looks alone it would seem that it had mattered for some reason or another. No one got all dolled up for nothing. But he came here with no care at all for her plans and that feeling remained. Work or not, he was here for answers and one way or another he did plan to get them. There was no walking away from a face to face like this with nothing resolved.
She moved back to her room and Tavin didn't follow immediately. He'd staked out her place, investigated when she wasn't around. He knew there appeared to be no direct threat but Tavin was always looking out for those traps. A need to know won out over paranoia tonight. A rarity. "Whatever you have on hand." but he'd be watching her pour it. ANd letting her take the first sip. Paranoia never really went away for Tavin. That trait kept him alive. Once inside he took the liberty of locking the door for her.