...So, I live here... and you live here, and she lives here—

Akibrus tilted his head, to study the other man. Don't have reason to deter you. It's your house. They're meant to let me know if Aria leaves in the middle of the night. And if someone entered while he was sleeping. But he drifted off, as Tiberius offered insight and advice, watching and taking note of what was being done. Aware it might never come easily to him; the magic he sensed throughout this house was older than anything he'd dealt with.

Some places were living places of magic. Perhaps this house was one such.

Thank you. Can you help me do the nursery? I'd like to do something similar for Lyric's room, too. Or does she stay with you? He stood, hands brushing off against his pants. She'll take off, as fast as she can, if she gets it in her head. Got a tracking spell on her but... Trackers were only useful after you realized someone was missing.

Sees a cat, or bird... She's a bit like her mother. He mused, with a chuckle. Lyric was just as easily distracted and deterred if something interested her.

@Tiberius Umbra