"I am uncertain I know what you mean." Her head tilts as she continues examining the girl, trying to take in from her words and stance all she could normally read from the traces and threads of pasts and presents and futures woven around her. "I am the same. But I guess... I am quite different too."

Nerium takes a few steps forward as Aoife calls her forward, but she stops at the open palm, eyeing the hand, observing it without yet taking it before returning her eyes to the girl.

"You have left the world a great deal. But just because I have found mine destiny does not mean yours is complete yet. You are young Aoife Coombs."