The hour was late, perhaps roughly 2-3 in the morning; it seemed almost unlikely Isa would even answer due to the herbs that kept her within her slumbers... But yet almost giving up hope for her answering she cracked open the door before slowly opening it. Her hair was let down and rested clear to her hips as her nightgown too was light due to the slowly warming weathers. She looked half asleep, but seeing her brother sparked an odd surprise in her. "Ashir?..." She asked before slowly reaching out to stroke to softness on his cheek. It was as if she didn't even need to ask if something was the matter, much like she did as a child running to his door with her night terrors of the future, she lead him inside before sitting along side him on a short padded bench.<br/><br/>She laced her arms around him, holding him close as she could feel the cool sweat on his body. She figured as much that he was stricken with night terrors, however the fact he had not come to her in weeks made her actions that much more clingy. "Something is troubling you..." She spoke softly pulling him closer to cradle him. Her soft warm skin to his, the sent of her hair as she pulled him closer. "Was it something about Arcil?..." Her words would almost cut like a knife, showing she had no insight on what he was going through. Her eyes could see far off into the future, but yet blind to what was happening right before her.<br/><br/>"I've been worried about you.... You have not come to see me in a long time..." She spoke filling the emptiness in the room as her door had long been locked tight as they sat together within the room. Her words almost bargained with him as she opened up a subject of his absence. What would happen if he told her? Would she she ever look at him the same way again?...<br/><br/>----<br/><br/>Meanwhile the halls of the guild had long been silent, only the occasional footstep of a guard or maid could be herd. Keeping the place remarkably safe from the outside world... However much as Ashir was aware the true danger did not lurk outside of the guild's walls, but rather within them. As he himself was the closest thing to the Oracle, and as such made himself the most dangerous thing, but even worse to think was the possibility of the source whatever magic he possibility seen within his dreams was still lurking about... For all he knew it could have been anyone, or even more then one persons.... It would make his confession that much harder to give to her.