I've been trying to find the right words [.OPEN.]

Ansleigh was still sitting there rather quietly until the question about her powers was posed, she frowned softly, obviously preparing to speak before she was cut off by Delia, and then the other man who had just piped in from the other side of the room. She drew in a deep breath and came to her feet, turning to Delia first. She moved towards the young girl who had just walked in, right hand outstretched. She forced a small smile, flinching as another clap of thunder sounded.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Delia, I'm Ansleigh. Go ahead and take my seat if you want, I was just acquainting myself with your brother here."

Her right foot slowly began to tap against the ground, she still held her cup of black coffee in her left hand, she lifted it to her lips and began to take small sips of the coffee. Her eyes were constantly in motion, flicking back and forth betwen Delia, then to the man who had spoken just a few moments before, then to the outside where the rain was still getting worse and worse.

Constantine seemed off-put for a moment as the random male stranger he was not too familiar with seemed to know him and his brother. Constantine also hesitated before speaking, trying to decide carefully on how to approach the situation. "I haven't seem in awhile either," Constantine said to him - of course not having the greatest relationship with his brother - but not seeing him every few days caused enough of a curiosity in him to also be slightly worried. Constantine caught the expression on his sisters face though and quickly reached into his wallet to give her some money. "Get us some coffee, Delia?" It was easy to see right off the bat that he was more of a caring brother then he let himself seem to be.

Delia nodded at Constantine, quickly going over to the cashier to get her and her brother some more caffeine to drink. Delia had ordered herself some flavored coffee drink, while getting Constantine black and without anything added to it. The moment of excusing herself gave Delia the chance to gather up herself and feel better as she approached the group once more. It was obvious the sister cared more about this then the brother.

At the presence of his sister, Constantine suddenly seemed a lot less willing to talk - despite the fact that when Delia did start to speak it came out as more jumbled then anything else. "N-N-No, T-T-T-T-Thank y-o-o-ou," she said to Ansleigh - noticing that the girl seemed to be quite nervous but for what seemed like other reasons. Turning her attention to Zak then, Delia attempted another smile once more - her shyness being overly obvious in the group setting despite the presence of a family members. "W-W-What's y-y-your name?" Delia asked just a bit more clearly now. Outside the the coffee shop, the storm managed to successfully clear everyone out of the streets. The streets in question collecting quite a bit of water as some more thunder echoed through the area.

Zak nodded at the information Constantine had given him, pondering his own curiosity for a minute and finally deciding that he should ask the nearby avian life when the weather was better. Though he didn't know any of the siblings well, his own curiosity drove his thinking- plus, why not actually use his power to help someone, for once? It wasn't often he had the opportunity to help other people, even if his own desires were what pushed his thinking forward.

As he took a slow sip of his hot chocolate, his thought process was interrupted by a closer, female voice, making him jump. He shook his head to rid his mind of his thought process, causing painful slaps by his drenched hair, then shifted his eyes to the woman. He thought that was it. "Um, I'm Zak. My apologies if I seemed intrusive at all, curiosity has a tendency to get the best of me... And what would your name be?" He gave her the smallest of smiles, unsure if her stuttering was due to some sort anxiety or the storm or otherwise.

Ansleigh seemed to have calmed down quite a bit in the presence of the thunder, she seemed to become legitimately interested in the several, short conversations being shared throughout the rather small group. She drew in a deep breath and drained the last of her coffee from the cup, she walked to the counter and ordered yet another black coffee, and as she waited for it to be made her eyes locked on the newcomer who called himself Zak. Her head slowly tilted to the right.

The simple coffee order she had made was soon finished and she picked it up, muscles tensing slightly at the next clap of thunder, they only seemed to be getting louder. She brought the cup filled with the dark liquid to her lips as she sort of exited the speaking parts of the conversation.

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Robbert had been wandering through the rain for some time before he had decided to take some sort of refuge inside of the coffee house. His drenched hair hung down over his face, the top of his head covered up by a grey beanie. He removed said beanie and moved over to the counter, somewhat near Ansleigh as he also ordered a black coffee before he turned to face the rest of the room.