Truth be told, Roan hadn't traditionally left the Typhoon recently, so this was less of a return to the group, and more of a... return to society. The feline was now ashamed of his actions, feeling guilty that he had simply vanished within his home when the group had needed him most, but the pressure had gotten to him. At first, the many injuries and damages after the meteor strike had at least seemed manageable, since the sage hadn't been alone. He had Ahab by his side, and with the two of them, surely they could make sure everyone was safe and healthy. But then, Ahab had disappeared. Roan had looked everywhere for the bear who was like a grandfather and mentor to him, searching every nook and cranny that the Typhoon possessed. When he had realized that Ahab was honestly and truly gone, he had panicked. He was all alone now, and that meant that he was the sole sage around to make sure that his crewmates were healthy. He knew he had the knowledge to do so, but the pressure of it all weighed heavily on his shoulders, and so, he had retreated inwards, hiding within his home and only coming out rarely to treat patients.

Now, though... it felt like he could return to the real world. Time around his mother, and his siblings, and time to just relax and collect himself – it had been invaluable. Now, he needed to make sure that his fellow Typhooners knew that he was there for him. So, in order to do this, he had decided to make a change. With this in mind, the nine month old had packed up most of his things in a bag, giving his mother a kiss and telling g her that he was going to move to one of the treehouses near the temple. He knew it was a big change, but he was nearly an adult, and the location would make it easier for him to have a stock of fresh herbs. Perhaps he would even move into the temple proper later on, when he became a true soothsayer. For now, that felt like a big step, and he needed to take things one step at a time. So, once his packing and explanations were over, the siamese had taken his large bag and left his family's hut, beginning the trek up towards the area of the temple. It wasn't long before he found a treehouse he found suitable, pulling himself up and beginning to unpack. Once he got around half of his things unpacked, he turned to lay in the doorway of the house, looking downwards to see if he could spot anyone going past. Maybe he could strike up some conversation... or maybe he should find folks to invite to his home, as a sort of housewarming.

If I fall, get knocked down, pick myself up off the ground

✯ — keona sibéal ní faoláin. female. dealer of the typhoon. blind. rusty spotted cat.  ref. bio.

The first to approach Roan's little moving venture was none other than his half sister, Keona. Although he wasn't as close to Keona as some of his other siblings, he still found her presence to be fairly comforting. A crooked smile came to his face when he heard the blind girl's voice, and he moved to the edge of the treehouse platform, jumping down to a few paces in front of her. Standing directly in front of the dealer... it was rather funny, seeing the size difference between the two of them. Despite being Keona's little brother, Roan had already surpassed her in terms of height, and he didn't really think he was going to stop anytime soon. At the very least Keona couldn't see the stark difference between them – although he wasn't sure she would care if she did.

The sage found himself nodding at his sister's questioning, although he quickly felt heat rise beneath his fur afterwards. She can't see you nodding, dummy. His inner voice scolded softly, before he spoke simply, "Uh, yeah! Yeah, I'm moving here. I mean... I thought I was old enough now. Plus, it means I can be closer to the temple, and that means it'll be easier for me to grab herbs in case anybody gets hurt. It's a win-win, really." He still wasn't sure how his mama would feel in the long run about him moving out, but he could only hope she wouldn't be too upset, especially with his half siblings still around. Taking a deep breath, the siamese glanced around him before continuing, "I don't really think I need any help? I don't really have much stuff yet, to be honest. Although it is nice to have you here. It's like a mini housewarming!"

It definitely hurt a bit, not knowing Jaime as well as he knew some others within the Typhoon. After all, the other was his little brother, and didn't that mean they were supposed to be close? Supposed to tease each other, but care deeply about each other at the end of the day? The thought of it made him ache, as most things relating to his family did these days – after all, it felt as if he had no time to truly bond with his family anymore, thanks to his work. However, he was trying to turn over a new leaf with this move. He was trying to execute a change that would hopefully lead to him being able to help everyone, while still having some sort of life outside of being the sole sage of the group. A prime part of that change was allowing himself to enjoy the company of others again, so he offered Jaime a little smile, the draconic siamese's tail flicking back and forth as he spoke, "That'd be nice... I don't really have too much of my own stuff anymore. I took what belonged to me when I moved, but I'm sort of lacking in things that are really... mine." He shrugged his shoulders slightly as he spoke, his blue gaze darting up towards his new home, wondering what he would fill it with.

As if on cue – or as if having heard his pondering – Roxie soon arrived on the scene, causing Roan's eyes to light up slightly. He felt a mix of emotions inside, including both hesitation and happiness, along with a helping of nerves. He was happy to see her, considering he was always happy to see his mama, but he also didn't want her to be sad about him moving out. Unfortunately, he was fairly sure that there was no way for him to make it better, and that time would have to take over instead. Seeing the musicbox that she pushed forward made his heart ache with happiness – and his head ache with something else, something he chose to ignore – and he quickly moved forward to embrace her. As his paws came up to hug his mother, he purred reassuringly, "[i]Gracias, mamá. It's wonderful, and I'm sure it'll make the place feel more like home..." He looked down briefly when he pulled his arms away, paws shifting before he finally spoke again, "...You'll come to visit often, right mama?"