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The person who answered, however, was decidedly not Zhane. A raven-haired woman who looked to be in her mid-thirties opened the door, thin black brows arching when she saw Nani on the other side.

"May I help you?" she inquired, her voice cool to the sound, but polite.

Yeande felt her defenses lower at the explanation, feeling herself smile in return. So THIS was Nani...

The ijiuo allowed herself a cursory examination of the young lady her son seemed to be so taken with, before speaking again.

"Zhane's not here right now, I'm afraid." she told the younger woman. "He headed out for a walk this morning and, well, 'a walk' usually means 'don't expect him back until dinnertime'."

She gave a wry smile at it, but the statement was good-natured enough as she moved aside. "But, will you come in? I've been wanting to meet you."

Yeande listened without speaking for a moment as she moved ahead of Nani back to the kitchen where, prior to the knock on the door, she'd been making herself a pot of tea.

"He and I discussed that, believe it or not." she said over her shoulder as she checked the water before returning to her chair at the table, motioning to the seat across from her. "We had a long, long talk about that night and the night following..."

Now that time had passed, she harbored no hard feelings about it, despite the veritable fiasco it had been at the time. "He'd never done anything like that before...my first thought had been worrying that he was running away."

Hearing this, Yeande stopped a moment, letting it process before nodding once. It shouldn't have come as a surprise, really....the running out without saying where he was going, the increased fights with Talonfaust, that misty half-there look he sometimes had around the house that she, herself, had not experienced since she and her husband were still forced to live in separate houses...

Violet eyes found and focused on Nani's aquamarine ones. "And how do -you- feel?" she inquired gently. An unpleasant thought rose to her mind briefly that Nani might have been here to tell Zhane the sentiment was nice but not reciprocated.

She hated playing the middle-man as it was, let alone over things like this. Especially when she'd promised him she'd stay as uninvolved as possible in his personal life now that he was old enough to start having one.

Yeande felt herself smile. She didn't need to question whether Nani was being sincere or not, as her body language alone spoke volumes. She didn't claim to be an expert on people, but she found that most of them hid emotions poorly.

She reached out, placing a hand on Nani's wrist, giving it a light squeeze "I think he'd be very, very happy to hear that." she told her.

A sharp whistle made her look away in the direction of the stove as she rose from where she sat to remove the tea from the burner, turn it off, and take two cups from the drying rack.

"He was never really much for looking at girls the way most boys his age are. You must really be something special." she continued, setting a cup in front of Nani and one in front of her own seat to fill both before sitting down once again.

Yeande hesitated, blowing on her own tea before taking a small drink of it. "He does." she confirmed. "He was very....confused in the beginning, I think. He didn't know that it was right or possible to like someone so much while knowing so little about them. And to be honest," the older woman continued, looking to Tinania once more "I was a little concerned, myself."

She let the words hang a moment before speaking again, not wanting to make the poor girl squirm. "But I also know I've not got much room to talk as far as love goes. His father and I were taking each other to bed only a couple weeks after meeting."

"That's a very good idea." Yeande replied, setting her cup back on the tabletop and loosely lacing her fingers about it. She'd had no reason not to believe Zhane when he'd assured her they weren't doing anything too risque yet, but hearing Nani confirm it as well was comforting.

If there was one thing any parent dreaded, it was seeing their kids repeat their own mistakes. ....not that her relationship with Talon was a mistake, of course, she'd just happened to get stupidly lucky and have it work out in her favor.

"He'd mentioned you'd been married once before..." she ventured, leaving the observation hanging in invitation for Nani to expand on it. She knew she was prying, but she was, in fact, a mother. It was her job.