It had been a long time since Taliah had that conversation with Tetradore in her flat. She still saw him from time to time - the Alpha stopping by for a treat or two to bring to his pack. She rather enjoyed his company, he was neither pushy nor did he try to learn everything about her. Still, she remembers that conversation regarding her sister, Taliah opening up just a sliver to explain what had brought her to the city. It had been nearly a year since they chatted, the woman hardly thinking his offer to look into it would come of anything. She had been searching for years and she barely had anything to go on other than a Black Market of its own had shown up in this city of all places. Yet, she hardly had enough information to venture into the underbelly. She was at a veritable dead end for the moment.
Taking another bite of the bed, she chews thoughtfully as she makes several more marks on her paper - correcting a delivery time and adjusting a price. She was thankful she had decided to check once more, her brain operating in an almost sluggish state with the lack of sleep. The sound of the bell on the door has her lifting her head in surprise, the pen clattering to the table, "Sorry, we're closed - oh," she interrupts herself, her browse raising slightly - the only notification of surprise etched into her features. "Tet, it's been awhile," she says with a dip of her head in a greeting. Taliah was just preparing to push back from the table and stand until the Alpha's words ring in her ears. She freezes in a mid crouch over the chair, her hands firmly planted on the table. So very slowly, her own eyes raise to meet his gaze a sense of shock taking over her as her lips part, though no sound comes out.
It is a long moment before she straightens stiffly, a mask falling over her features as she quietly clears her throat almost hesitantly. "That - I mean," she starts and stops again. The woman who never made any extra movements, nor the woman who ever spoke more than she needed to was suddenly at a loss for words. "It's been years since I've had a lead, how did you manage to hear something?" She finally asks as she stares at the man blankly. Truly, Taliah had no idea how to act, she was in a state of shock mixed with a hefty dose of confusion. There was a very large chance that her sister was dead, Taliah knew the odds and perhaps had been mentally preparing herself for years that her sibling's body was sitting stuffed somewhere in a collector's house. The woman had been searching for confirmation of just that and she was quite certain that Tetradore was here to confirm that suspicion.
Now that the time was here, she wasn't entirely sure she was prepared for that information.
Her body is rigid as she holds the man's gaze, "I suspect you are here to tell me you've confirmed she's dead," she says bluntly, lacking any sort of emotion. A defense mechanism. She would grieve later - perhaps not in front of Tet, but she would take some time in her flat after he was gone.
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