Ankyra Sound If we die we die together

Strangely, the woman's voice took on an excited tone, throwing questions their way and Nesaea's suspicions peaked again. She couldn't help but be the slightly more paranoid of the two, an ever skittish and wary siren. Though her fears quelled slightly, as she realised that, with the understanding of their language, perhaps this stranger came from another branch of the Nereides — even Themiscrya itself.

Ears pricking forward with renewed interest, the girl glanced at Leucothoe as she answered the Amazon's questions. And another our age. "Minthe and Callantha," she offered, just in case the red-haired woman would encounter them; it was only proper she address them by their name. Especially in their mother's case, though Callantha probably couldn't care less with formalities. Her sister shot back a question of her own, and Nesaea exchanged glances with her, before focusing back on the curious female.