Rowan thought there was no reason to lie at this time. He was affected by many things, but he was not ruled by fear, he was sure that Elura and the old man had seen through his actions when he had attacked and knew that he lacked fear even when facing a being as powerful as Elura turned out to be, although he did not go all out and call forth the full breadth of his powers, was it not the same for Elura?
It was a delicate balancing act, to show his true self while keeping the rest of his nature under wraps. It was a good thing that Rowan had truly once been mortal, and he knew that one trait of mortality was imperfection. He did not have to be perfect, only passionate.
Elura frowned, pondering on his words before asking, "What do you mean by saying; what she would want? Am I not your mother Romion?" gesturing to herself, "Is your memory of me so corrupted that you cannot recognize my Aura?"
