Already Lysis was beginning to grow into a true Armada; strikingly confident and without fear. Her naivety could not be ignored, though, and was illustrated by the way she cocked her head ever-so-slightly to the side in true curiosity at the other girl's presence. Surely she would want to visit with her, right? Why would she not want to? Though the stranger seemed surprised to find another nearby, she greeted her politely and did not seem like she was about to flee.
Slowly she would take a few steps closer, precariously perching on a bend of marble that rose higher near the side of the basin. "Are you an Armada?" She would ask quickly. It seemed strange, to not know one's whole family, but Lysis had been scarce due to her illness, and her family was larger than most. She'd seen most of her half-siblings, but who knew what other family she could have? "I am Lysis Armada," she would explain matter-of-factly, dipping her head as a smile graced the child's lips. "My parents are Isardis and Euphrosyne."
Kyarst, her half-brother and closest friend, is allowed in any and all of her threads.
