Faelyn was truly surprised when the woman mentioned both of her parents. She didn't even know her father and knew that he left before she could walk. Her bright eyes were wide for a moment, intrigued that the woman might have known her mother before turning bitter, overprotective, and very Christian. Her fingers brushed the curls from her cheek as she regained her composure almost as quickly as she lost it. "Oh, you know, my mom, Issy. She's good, and maybe she would like a visit if you get that chance."<br/><br/>"It is very nice to meet you, Haseya Santiago," Her mouth gracefully formed around the words with a smile. " Fae smiled as she continued, looking briefly to the seat before shaking her head. "No, I was coming over to say hi. A new face with a familiarity I wasn't sure of, but..."<br/><br/>The front door of the pub opened with a jingle, and Faelyn's eyes moved to the woman that was walking through it. It was Penelope Graves; she paused in the entry. Her wild amber eyes were looking through the pub before she settled on Haseya's table. The woman could've been a model with her form-fitting tailored red dress at her 5'9'' height. Her hair piled up on her head in a bun that spoke to her control and the occasional curl trying to pop out.<br/><br/>When Penelope started towards them, her heels clicking gently behind her, Faelyn looked back to Haseya. "Looks like Ms. Graves is coming to see you. Perhaps we can catch up later about my parents." Faelyn was quickly moving her way back towards the bar as she smiled at Penelope. "Good day, Ms. Graves."