Oh Jesus, Moira thinks. Aoife seems to simmer with anger, and she can suddenly see why her younger sister sought refuge with Nerium, queen of all things dark and angry. In Moira's time away from Siren Cove, she's forgotten her sister's tendency towards the bias of the rivalry. Though there is also obviously, sisterly concern in the words that she speaks, Moira only grows more worried the more that Aoife carries on.

"Aoife," she begins, keeping her voice as neutral as she can. "Have you thought that maybe Amelie really cares for Daniel? If she's serious about this relationship, of course she's not going to think of it as silly. The whole rivalry itself is ridiculous, for that matter."

"And you can't keep on going like this, either," she points out. "Sooner or later, this shit always has a way of blowing over. Or blowing up."

"I'm not saying Thor is bad," she replies. "Actually, I think Thor is really great, and I'm glad you have each other. But Nerium. She's from a family with an even darker history than our own. Just...be careful, alright?"