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Their eyes met and he was suddenly struck by the celestial markings she bore. No one back in Arae had looked quite like this. He suddenly doubted the possibility that they came from the same place, though he wasn't ready to squash the flicker of hope just yet.

When she tripped on the rocks, Ig found himself unconsciously stepping forward, leaning towards her and instinctively want to help. But he held back. Maybe it was the predominantly blue face reminding him of the one thing from before he most certainly wanted to forget for a time. Saying that he didn't want to hurt her pride was a nice thought but likely untrue. Still, his expression gave a silent, 'you okay?' until she righted herself and offered her name.

With a dip of his regal head, Ig replied, "Pleasure to meet you Lyrae. I am Ignatius Agnivo." her surname meant about as much to him as he assumed his did to her, but still he kept a close eye on her for any sign of recognition. "May I ask what brings you out here? This isn't a terribly hospitable place." He wouldn't even be here himself if he wasn't just foolish enough to be curious about the volcano. Unless she was exploring he couldn't imagine why someone would want to hang around here.