Aristide was lead to his sister and he settled into the chair that had been offered to him. Ari was silent as Olympe went about her tasks. Almond shaped green eyes flicked to his twin as she apologized. "I don't know if I forgive you," he said in jest though his eyes did rake over her as if assuring himself he was not speaking to a mirage. He didn't now if he would have been able to handle losing his other half, his twin, the moon to his sun. Not so soon after he had lost Asa, his lovely star.

"And where is the baby?" He asked curiously before taking a sip of his tea.