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Indie wasn’t quite sure what to make of this male. He came towards her in a good natured fashion, bright eyed and bushy tailed. He greeted her — in a voice that distinctly did not reflect the thick accent of the Sirens — but Indie could have guessed from his demeanor that he was not born of their culture. Like her, her must have been fascinated by them and scintillated into joining their ranks. Even though she was new, Indie knew quite well that was not how consorts acted. Indie’s mind flashed to Thexxan, the brawny man who cowered in the dirt under Akantha’s stern gaze. Indie couldn’t say she necessarily enjoyed men like that — and since no one was around but them, she deigned to shed her Nereides skin to slip on something just a bit more… natural.

“Gabe,” Indie strode towards him and brought her long legs into a stop when she was several feet away, as if they were good friends. “It’s a pleasure. I'm Indie.” Indie lifted her gaze to look over Gabe’s shoulder from whence he came. “The trees — do they smell nice?”