Khalida blushes faintly, blinking as he brushes her hair out of her face, and she smiles. “I know, I was there. I mean, how did you know about this place? That Greek myths are real? I guess I’m so stubborn it took a hydra and a trip here,” she chuckles. She frowns softly, tilting her head. “I don’t think I’d know the difference if I wasn’t there when you were claimed. You know, between how you looked then and how you look now.”

“Huh.” Sorcha shrugs and gets more mead, her cheeks beginning to turn a little pink.