Moonspear I've seen this room, I've walked this floor

Her ears flicked at his inquiry; she did not think so, and was glad he seemed to agree. As he went on, however, Hydra found her expression shifting to something like a frown, but not quite. I am glad you have not needed to, Hydra hummed, but that does not mean you never will. There are wolves in this world that I have seen take advantage of others, hurt them, simply because they could, she shared, voice dark with the truth of it. The world Nikai had grown up in sounded more pleasant than this, but Hydra had faced many a being with dark intent. 

Alya, herself, and Lyra knew how to navigate such things. If Nikai and Alya were to last, he would need to know how to—having seen Gannet grow, she knew it was a possible thing. Would you train with me? Perhaps I could teach you, she invited with a smile, thinking that through this they might forge some sort of bond. She could share what she knew, and he could share things about himself, if he wished. 

Hydra envisioned her father here, now; he would not be pleased with this man before her, would he? She could hear him now: she deserves more. Even in death, Hydra would fulfill this unspoken wish; she wished it, too.