Of his sisters, he felt the closest to Tiberii. It wasn't intentional - and honestly most of the time when he thought about it, he ended up chuckling to himself. He felt he was so.....bland and then here came Tiberii like a wrecking ball to disrupt him from being such a sadsack all the time. This was a rare occurrence when he didn't need bolstering - Isaiah was fired up after his conversation with Aurelia. The audacity of Archon - to be so flippant with his mate's brother. He hadn't even properly met them - either Fable or Shiloh, but he'd never say that. Especially not after they'd lost so much.

He remembered that Archon and his mate, was it Story? No - Fable. Fable was her name, he was pretty sure. But they had been present with Olive's passing, somewhere lurking in the back. He couldn't remember actually talking to them, but they were there - Archon knew intimately how much the family had lost in losing their mother. How could he even for a moment inflict that wide depth of hurt on another? On family? Isaiah took a heavy breath and nuzzled in against Tiberii when she hugged him. She didn't shy away from physical contact the way that Aurelia did, and so Isaiah leaned into it, letting the larger woman envelop him for a moment.

When she asked how he was holding up he had to give a little huff of a sigh. M'alright, Beri, He began. It wasn't that bad, but he was upset. Are you? He asked, because he worried about her - about those broad shoulders trying to hold everything up. I was with Aurelia before, and... He couldn't help the way he snorted in frustration, his eyes squeezing shut for a moment as his head gave a little shake. She's pissed. It wasn't very often that he could truly think of Aurelia being enraged that way. He understood though - and he was upset too.