is it still intruding if you fall in?

As the waterlogged female turned to look at her, Theory relaxed just a hair. They'd met a few times before, although she'd smelled different then. Now she couldn't place her. The horns that spiraled forth from her head were... new? Or had they always been there? It still took some getting used to seeing strangers with odd protrusions and growths. Not that long ago she'd come across a small fellow with wings. There was something in the atmosphere lately, that was for sure. Just as Theory was warming to the idea of one stranger at her border, another one showed up. He seemed a little bit better off. She made a small gesture to Alouette and the raven hop-fluttered on to Theory's shoulder, peering down at the intruders with beady eyes.

"Well, welcome to Abaven, both of you," she said, albeit a little stiffly. The impending raid weighed heavily on her mind. More strangers could mean more threats - but who could know where the threats were coming from if she was already fending off her own allies? Maybe she could plant the seeds of a more profitable relationship. A real alliance. Changing her tone but maintaining her authoritative posture, Theory offered them a warmer smile. "I'd like to offer you a place to rest and our goodwill. Care to chat a little? I have some rudimentary healing knowledge and could give you a look-over," she added, inclining her head towards Zee. The way she was holding herself, well, it was clear that she'd endured some kind of pain to get here. Theory wasn't an expert by any means, but she'd been meeting frequently with her father to go over her studies.