Siofragana's eyes drifted down over Zanfell standing at her full height. "Doubtful, yet last I recalled you two were never very far apart." She flicked her gaze between the Vampyre and the woman she had viewed as very dear. A sister without really being there. Siofragana hadn't even flinched from the Void's appearance of blades. She knew that it was Zanfell's reaction was his natural one.<br/><br/>"I do not dream when I sleep. If I did that I would be sleeping for more than a simple forty years." She said with a soft air of coldness as her eyes moved back towards the smaller woman, the smallest between them. Something about her voice made Siofragana do a double take, and suddenly pieces started to fit into place. A flash of the vision and dreams came back to her head. "Why are you calling to me in my head?" Those cold eyes were no longer as cold, warming ever so softly. Obviously she still cared about the woman. Taking a few steps forward she looked her over again before her gaze moved to the woman's hands. She wasn't sure yet if it was Shadow, or if it was another variation of the woman.<br/><br/>"No, not you." She said softly, after eying her hands. "Another you." She was certain of it now, as she took a step back. "I see the taint left you, but you are still not you...are you?" She said softly as she crossed her arm across her chest. Seeing as how Zanfell hadn't introduced her, she had no idea as to what she was going by now. She would still respond as Phoenix of course, but once she realized her real name things started to be more in motion.<br/><br/>If only they knew.