Phoenix Maplewood the seventh horcrux

When he mentioned the fire, Alya couldn't help but flick a glance over his large frame, taking note of his injuries. She had wondered if some might be from battle, but something about his demeanor made her think the flames a more likely culprit. That didn't make her any less admiring of his form, but it changed her opinion of him slightly. "I have a small cache of my own. I'll move anything useful to yours when I go," she offered, seeing another opportunity to repay the Morningsiders for their kindness.

And then, ah - introductions. Alya, by then, had decided to shed her pseudonym. "I'm Alya Ostrega, of Moonspear. Aditya has kindly offered me shelter until my leg heals enough to make the journey back." She eyed him keenly for a moment, hoping she had not introduced herself to an enemy. Was there a reason Sebastian was familiar to her? With the luck she had been having lately, Alya wouldn't be surprised if he was a Redhawk spy or something outlandish like that.