In her thoughts, she paused at the sound of footsteps, her body turning slightly to gaze upon a figure. A woman clad in armor. Pink hair seeming to shimmer under the holy glow of this room. Was this the woman who ruled this dead city? No, perhaps just a guardian of it. A goddess, but not the ruler. Silver hair lightly brushing against the cool air, her blue eyes watched as the woman stand closer her by the throne. The stranger narrowed her eyes as she examined this pink haired goddess. What was the word? Lost? Yes she felt lost she supposed. 

Glancing away to look at the statue once more, she didn't say anything for a few heartbeats. What could she say? Her mind tried to focus on her memories yet they only held information on the world. The world of Cocoon, of Gran Pulse, even this place Valhala. Yet all of it felt like this was not information she grasped on her own. True, raw, memories.... White... The sound of silence before a rapid tapping sound. Were there others? Any other memories involving those led it to a painful blur and static, like on a television that had no signal.

Odd indeed.

Etro and Chaos? Indeed, she did not belong to either. 

"Mhmm, perhaps I am somewhere in the middle then?" She spoke finally, her blue eyes closing briefly before looking at the goddess once more. "Perhaps I'm here just to be a surprise?" She chuckled. 

No, she didn't know why she was acting so carefree about this. Perhaps it was just a easy way to deal with it. Her head hurt... It just hurt more the more she tried to figure herself out. She knew the basics, yet everything felt fake. So perhaps she should just play along with the game she was set up with by some god. A pretty pawn to roll the dice in this chaotic world. 

"...Well, nice to meet you. Glad to know I'm not quite alone here. Your the only one though, guessing by your reaction by a strange woman in your home hmm?" She questioned.