Isabella O’Hara would gasp after hearing Athri’s words. “He did w-what...”, she said as she took the letter, her eyes scanning the paper before glancing to the baby then focusing her gaze onto Athri, “Well, at least he is now able to rest in peace...”, she said with a soft frown, setting the letter down and placing her hand on Athri’s shoulder as she looked to the baby dark elf, “-now we just have to figure out how to take care of this child.”