Greatwater Lake with a warmth inside, i walk into the dark

Akantha watches peacefully as Psamathe takes up the dip in the conversation. Their interactions and words flow smoothly with one another, like mountain snow returning to the sea. Her body holds no tension; no indication of trepidation, even when her tawny Sister voices a rather important question. Thankfully, Junior takes a moment of consideration and gives them no cause for concern. If the Sprite believed her problems remained where she came, Akantha did not doubt her.

"You are no spawn," She chuffs, but swallows the rest of her words as Junior gives them both her regards. The Amazon blinks, but smiles, and nods. "If you have need of us, we are not far." She takes a breath, and adds (enunciating clearly), "You are welcome." Only to bow her head in mutual respect of the swarthy youth.

As Junior retreats, Akantha shares a private smile with Psamathe. "We will be seeing her often, I think." She murmurs softly.