Home tended to be a foreign concept to those that had grown up as they did. Perhaps even before they'd been taken their home hadn't been much of one with all the conflict and moving around, not that Eliina could remember. But at least there had been family there, some sense of love through all the strife. After that though... nothing. No amount of trappings in any one location could make a place an actual home. Eliina was living proof of that having lived in some of the finest places money could buy, filled with lush furnishing... and nothing but coldness filled the rooms.
It had been so long Eliina was certain she didn't know what a real home was anymore.
Eliina... had thought about finding her brothers all too many times. Each and every thought of it was different though, a different outcome in a different circumstance. Faced with it in reality... she honestly didn't know what she should be doing or saying. She didn't want to make Taavi feel as though her life had been some horrible collection of years, whether it had been or not. The one clear memory she had of her brother was how hard he had worked to take care of them, to keep them safe. If anything of that boy remained... she didn't want her own words to create a burden that he had likely already carried for far too long.
But staring at him... it was hard to tell what remained and what had been lost to years of mistreatment.
Eliina's eyes jerked up to meet the feline shape of Taavi's. "Here. I said I was here and fr-" Eliina paused her lips pressing togehter tightly for a moment before a sigh was released. "No, not particularly. But more than I had been." And that was better than nothing, a small consolation but one she took regardless. With that said, a much longer sip was taken of her drink was taken... almost greedily or perhaps desperately was more accurate.
To her own credit she didn't start... well didn't start much, when his glass was set down roughly. She hated the nervousness that seemed too far ingrained in her but it was there regardless of her thoughts on the matter. "Panther..." she mused aloud with a nod of her head. She blinked looking over at him, she could practically see the pent up energy in him. Granted it was just before the moon and she knew that with her work. It always got busy around this time of the month. Her brows pulled together in displeasure. Tests... "Bastards..." was hissed under her breath, although not particularly quietly.
She sat up sharply, eyes sharp with interest. "An escape? You got out?" For the first time she actually wished that she'd been able to remain there for longer, though it was a fleeting wish considering what it could have meant to stay there longer. "Did everyone make it out?" She couldn't help but ask. She had to know... was Jerzy alive? Did he know? It killed her to be this close and not know.