[h3][color=orchid]Andras[/color][/h3]
Andras shrunk away from Diana's gaze at first, but quickly regained her confidence. She quickly put her arm in front of Melanie, making a signal to let the witch speak. "[b][color=orchid]Finally, one who realizes that reality bends to my whim without even my input.[/color][/b]" She laughed aloud quietly, before darkening her expression. "[b][color=orchid]Though, to mention the Fallen One here...[/color][/b]" She turned away from Diana, letting her sentence trail off. She would have sold the performance, perhaps, had her face still not been pale from nearly losing her grip on... Gravity? Maybe even existence itself? She still didn't know. On top of that, bringing up the Fallen One filled Andras with unease.

'[color=mediumorchid]This has got to be related to what just happened. [i]What [/i]happened?! How come she knows it was me right off the bat?![/color]' Andras felt a pang of foreboding in her gut. '[color=mediumorchid]But I've already started to pretend like I know what's happening. I'll... Have to hope someone else asks those questions...[/color]' Andras looked over the group, silently hoping, and trying to not make it obvious.