Diarmuid was quiet as usual in one of Darren's studies going through some book as was his habit. He was actually surprised that his brother who couldn't get a woman out of his mind would have such a well equipped study. He didn't really know what he was looking for but he was sure he'd find it.
He's mind wondered to the human as he reached out for a book well placed in one of the shelves by his left. Last night he had felt a strange present coming from the cottage and gone to check it out... Thankfully?
He pulled the book and went through it thoughtfully - the human had really drawn him out of his isolation, for how long? he thought.
Taking in a deep breath, he shut his eyes and fell to a chair behind him.
"Lord Diarmuid" some one called, it was a calm voice but he could sense the urg
