"Hi." Nik smiled as the woman abandoned her perch on the branch and gracefully dropped onto the ground in front of her. "This is so unusual." She rose from her sitting position, but did not try to approach Aaliyah. The woman had trusted her enough to come down from the tree, but that did not mean she trusted her enough to let her within her personal space. "I'm not sure what I'm supposed to say." Sara shook her head dismayed. "I mean... What just happened... It... It's never happened to me before." She looked at Aaliyah again.

Who was this woman if she weren't a vila? What person, besides someone like her, would sit in trees in the woods? She'd felt her power through the tree when she'd touched it, but she didn't feel threatened by her. Rather she felt kind of safe, comfortable. Which was unusual for her, as she was not the most social of people. True, she had her friends, but those were few and very carefully selected and vetted. This woman she didn't know. She was positive of that. She would have remembered her. She could never forget her now, with the amount of impact her presence had on Sara.

"So, Aaliyah, what brought you to this corner of the woods?" Nik asked with bright eyes and a crooked grin. What she'd really wanted to ask her was what she was doing, sitting in a tree in the middle of the less visited parts of Pelham Bay Park. Of course she couldn't do that. Firstly, it would be plain rude. And secondly, it would be prying and she didn't like to pry. It opened the door for the others to feel free to pry in return. And she definitely didn't like it when people pried into her business. Not with a secret like hers. Still, she was curious. Plus she felt like the two of them were supposed to get to know each other and this seemed like a good a start as any.

As an afterthought she grabbed her wrist and started rubbing it. The pain and throbbing was a constant now and Sara couldn't deny the connection between the sensations and Aaliyah's proximity. After all the blasted thing had never done anything like this. Suddenly she meets this woman in the most ridiculous of circumstances and this tattoo starts pulsing and burning and glowing. It was a sign, for sure. But of what she had no idea. She looked expectantly at this new person in her life, still massaging her wrist gently with her fingers.

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