Moonspear who knows, if she never showed up what could've been

When Hydra broke onto the scene, Leta felt several things at once. 

Excitement, firstly. Because this was not Hydra, but @Alya who she knew and loved already. An awe inspiring woman, to be sure. 

Confusion, secondly, because as Alya (to her) looked at her there was no recognition, not at all. Leta did not put two and two together because she had yet to meet a twin in her lifetime, and Hydra was her perfect mirror. 

Daunted, thirdly. There was not a question—not even since excitement set in—of who commanded this scene. This place. It was Alya, but how had Leta never known that before...? Leta wondered if Alya did actually recognize her, but was thinking more on her families health first... well, of course she would... and Leta dipped low to the earth to show she understood that entirely, gaze shifting. 

Confusion did not take long to return. She knows aunt Alya, said Osiris, and Leta could not hide how befuddled she was then, gaze lifting up to squint at Osiris and his cheek. Leta had not thought to ask him if he had ran into Ursus on the way home, come to think of it... had... had he been struck on the head...? She was no medic, but she hadn't thought she had seen anything to say as much... 

Hold on—Alya was his mother? 

That... he would have said that, would he not have? He would have told her? This was not some sort of... what? What could it be? Initiation prank? 

Leta peeked back toward Hydra, though did not look directly at her. Uhm... you... you aren't Alya? She asked, voice featherlight as she did not want to cause a to do or commotion about it. She glanced back to Osiris, her brow slightly furrowed with her confusion... but if it were, surely she would recognize her now? From her name? Family?