Of the voices she hears and the thoughts she sees, the worries and concerns that have plagued the monastery as of late, one rings louder to her ears. Pale complexion is slowly flooded with joyful red blush; her feet carry her faster than she cares to admit.
"Brother!" For all that Leanne was adamant she come to the monastery to expand her own horizons, she had dearly missed the certainty found in her brother's presence.
It's almost too much and before she's even caught him within her arms, tears see fit to stream down her cheeks. It was difficult to acclimate to such an unfamiliar place with so few faces she knew. She felt so troubled relying on those whom she did, all the more now that they had such heavy things weighing so readily on their minds. She was tired, but as her wings settled around Reyson, she felt some calm wash over her heart.
it's late enough in the day that he is finished with his duties. returning to this place is somewhat enjoyable, if only for all the ways it's so very different from home, and he enjoys the work they give him here.
it's a familiar voice that breaks him out of his thoughts. he'd been spacing out, if he's honest, too lost in his own reminiscing but his sister is not someone he would dream of ignoring.
he is always overjoyed to see her. he relaxes into her embrace and wraps his arms around her back, carefully, instinctively mindful of her wings in a way that only other birds often are. his own wings come to wrap partially around her, as if obscuring the family reunion from any who might pass by.
when he greets her, it isn't in the common language of the beorc, but in the ancient tongue that is their native language.
"you can't imagine how happy i am to see you. or... maybe you can. i missed you terribly."
