Blackfeather Woods when churchyards yawn and hell itself breathes out

she leaves Scylla toying with the raven skull which appears to be the greatest treasure she possesses; enough to incite a fight without warning and leave the sisters tearing through the wood after one another. her progression toward the borders is swift, and she slips behind Hela as she's speaking, offering her a nudge of greeting, glancing once to Maegi and then the man on their borders. 

despite the state of him, she recognizes him easily. sweeping her gaze over him once, twice, her countenance remains firm as she greets him. "you look like hell." she regards him motionless a beat longer before moving forward, taking in his scent. there is only wildness and earth and travel; he must have forsaken Rusalka a long time hence. some decision is made, and her feature soften. 

dipping her head to motion at Hela, she tells him,  "this is your daughter." pausing she addresses the girl, gaze moving to meet Vaati's once more. "Hela; your father."