Skylar shrugged at her brothers response. "Iskata is dead, he didn't take it well." She said bluntly. Skylar had already mourned for her lost grandmother. She hadn't taken long to recover from her grief. Once someone was dead, they were just that. It was an end to their existance, so dwelling on them or wishing they were there was stupid. It was time to move onto the people who were alive still and could still talk to you and love you.
Flipping her lush waves over her shoulder in a bothered action, she looked at her brother again. "Maybe I'm wrong, but that's all I know about. You'd have to talk to him." The Nasphrite girl said a small smile curving her lips. Moving on she felt it was better to talk about something else with him, the topic was so deppressing. "Found a mate yet or no?" She asked curiosly.