The darker winged Glazier Mesec seemed to be immediately interested in her, Ráeru managed a small smile for him as she approached. Although it turned slightly down as the stallion instead looked towards her brother Sacre. Despite the confusion she continued on her path, stopping before them. She cast a curious eye over the silver stained stallion, then looked for the signs of recognition in her brother's eyes. Yes, mayhap there was something there. Deciding to instead let it go she complimented the figurine, which seemed to have pleased him.

Ráeru leaned in eagerly as she sensed the stallion beginning to weave his magic with the mists. Excitement stirred in her stomach as a delicate-looking glass chain began to form. Unintentionally she sucked in a loud eager breath, her enthusiasm growing. Next the stallion adorned the lengths of the chain first with a glass raven and then with a small moon. It was exactly as she had pictured it, she could not have made it better herself. "It's beautiful. Thank you so much." She responded with a hushed voice, her bright blue eyes glued on the charm. His next question did draw her attentions away from the charms and confusion crossed her brow. They both looked towards Sacre, though Raeru did it out of confusion and discomfort.

"Yes." Why did he know her name? A frown creased her brown as she searched his face hoping for recognition to spark in her own mind. Nothing. She did not know who this stallion was. Unless... How had Aviya put it? Her eyes narrowed as she thought back to her first meeting with her dark sister. 'A boy, named Mesec. But he is not important, a brother of dirty blood.' "Oh." The shock of meeting her (half?) brother for the first time filled her, she forgot her surroundings and for a moment it was just the two of them. "Mesec. I didn't know." It was an odd explanation, not quite making sense as she wasn't sure what she actually wanted to say to the winged stallion. How did she explain why she had never looked for him? It felt as if, in a way, she was betraying her deceased sister by talking to the brother Aviya had dismissed. Yet she had not known her sister well and she'd always wanted to be apart of a family and whether or not her sister had thought so, Mesec was her brother.
"I never heard much about you." Ráeru offered in a way of explanation, not realising how awful the words were before it was too late. That comment probably wasn't going to help with the awkwardness of this situation. Sighing she shook her head, "oh, no, I didn't mean it that way." Her parents hadn't exactly been around to share many stories about her family, regardless of their differences. Wanting to walk away from the discomfort that she was feeling, Ráeru opted instead to just fall silent. It was a little overwhelming to finally meet the boy who both her sister and father had disapproved of and she'd never mastered the art of conversation. "I should just go."