Is anything real or not

All of Dalila's responses seemed too measured to Ali, too well rehearsed and forced. They reminded her of when the woman came to collect her with Siren, how she'd behaved around the slavers and how she'd kept the facade up despite being uncomfortable and on guard. Dalila was hiding behind walls again. Aliana frowned some, her brown creasing with concern as the mottled fae explained that something had happened to Siren and that she needed time to process things. By the gods, that didn't sound good! Ali brought a paw up to cover her gasp to learn that some tragedy had befallen Siren, and immediately she felt the need to help. Siren had taken care of her and patched her up when Chimera had left her in a ragged state of blood and fear. To hear that something had happened to the lovely Klein princess...

"Oh, Dalila, I'm so sorry! Is it something I can offer assistance with?" she asked, wondering if perhaps with their abilities combined, they could right whatever wrong had happened to sweet little Siren. Another thought came to her mind then, and her eyes lit up with realization. "Does Chimera know something's happened? We should let him know right away, he would want to know something has happened to his sister." Aliana made a mental note to go talk to Chimera after this to let him know what she'd learned. Of course, she'd leave Dalila's name out of it. She was acutely aware of the disdain between the two wolves, and she wouldn't wish harm on Dalila under any circumstance.

Despite her concern, Dalila shifted the conversation to her, asking how she was doing. Aliana blinked surprised aquamarine eyes away; nobody had asked how she was doing since she'd arrived at the island. Chimera didn't care, Viper hated her, Siren pitied her, and Dalila had kept her distance. Up until now, Ali had felt alone, with only Chimera to hold onto. The concern from the mottled fae was noted. "Oh, I've been doing well. Better now, actually," she said in lyrical tones with a smile. Her paw came up to trace the edge of the laced leather collar she wore around her neck all the time now. "Chimera gave me this the other day. Isn't it lovely?" She giggled and sat with Dalila, her bushy tail wagging against the ground behind her. "You know, at first, I didn't know what to expect from Chimera, especially with what you and Siren painted him as. And yes, he's rough, and he's aggressive, but he's also caring and generous, and I'm so thankful you bought me for him." There had been a time when Aliana wasn't sure she'd ever say the words she just had, but now that she was here, she couldn't imagine a life without Chimera any longer.

"Aliana"