Stepping through, Zephyr released Indira's hand and takes a moment to reorient himself, not used to this form of travel yet. Whatever the issue is, it does not seem to be directly related to himself, he decides, seeing as his other siblings are being called in as well. Maybe just a family Brunch, he chuckles inwardly, though another look at Indira's dark face and the mere presence of the Ifrit suggest otherwise.<br/><br/>Taking an empty seat, he sits and waits, knowing some form of explanation will be offered soon enough.