Besides, with Kisamoa out, she actually just didn’t want to miss anything. Maybe the rest of Helovia didn’t trust him so readily (perhaps rightly so). But she didn’t care. He was her home – the worst parts of it, but still – embodied. He was the closest he could get to becoming herself again. She could swim beneath the depths of the ocean now and never need to surface. She’d need to find something to store the seaweed in, but for now, she had it safely hidden away back in the Falls.
She stays close to the water. Which isn’t unusual for her anyway, so she manages to find the gathering of horses without too much effort. There’s enough of them by the time she nears that the noise draws her attention. She follows to find Kisamoa and…well, that must be the Goddess of the Moon. There’s no one else that could be. Syrena doesn’t need to have seen the mare before to know this. Isopia is near the Goddess and Kis, along with a black stallion she does not know (but who looks very much like a child of the moon).
Like always, she doesn’t work her way through the crowd or try to get a closer view. Though she notices Albrecht, and for some reason, she finds herself wandering in his general direction. Why? Mostly because she knows no one else here. Not that that bothers her. She is perfectly fine (better, even) alone. But she’s trying to be sociable. So of course, logically, she’d try to work on that skill with a less than sociable counterpart. “Less itchy now?” she says quietly, assuming he’ll know she’s asking after the snake. She did kind of like the snake.
Children and snakes apparently. Odd soft spots.
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