Manon took the moment of silence to recollect her memories of the amber hued woman in front of her, and of her companion, and came to the realisation that Sikeax was not the same woman she had been when they had first met. It seemed such a short time to have changed the woman so much - and yet here she stood, more dejected and perhaps even more insecure and self-loathing. Manon took the time to notice the small details about her, the smudges of dark underneath her crystalline eyes, the unkempt appearance of her hair - and yet she still found Sikeax more beautiful than ever. This was honesty and pain, all written across champagne skin and weary expressions. While Manon had never supported the idea of ataraxia, she almost wished she could gift it to Sikeax now to ease the pain that echoed quietly in the recesses of the woman's ultramarine gaze.

Instead, she tried not to be offended at the lack of recognition - or at the almost accusatory question of "Why?" An amused smile lingered on her soft lips and she volunteered "If it helps, I wasn't here specifically to search for you -" Manon turned to Hobgoblin with a raised brow "- that was just a pleasant coincidence." She moved subtly closer, warming her long legs with the slight movement and noticing, not for the first time, how lovely the condensation from her own breath and her companions was. With almost a second thought she nodded her slender head curtly as she added "It is Manon by the way." This time she looked at Hobgoblin as she announced "I'm not entirely sure we've properly met, but it is such a pleasure to meet Sikeax's..." her voice turned sensual "Other half." This was not the Sikeax she had met at the Threshold, and as such Manon wasn't entirely sure how to approach her - but she could not resist blinking her long silver lashes at her companion and then, less subtly, at the woman herself.

In truth, Manon was not entirely sure why she had been so eager to see the soft hearted woman again - except that she was beautiful, and exceptionally so, in Manon's eyes. There could be nothing more stunning than a woman who didn't know she was beautiful. Manon moved closer again, this time close enough to reach out and touch the soft skin of Sikeax's shoulder - though she made no move to touch her. It would be an awful shame to scare Sikeax away but even so... Manon made a mental note that one day, whether it be consensual or by force, she would feel how soft the other woman's skin was. Dragging her opalescent eyes away from the satin shoulder Manon met her companions crystalline gaze and asked abruptly; "Why are you hiding here? You're far too lovely to be tucked away in such a corner of the world."