The girl was in her own world, flowing with the music. When her ninth song ended, Mithos was there. She'd have to admit that all of these chance meetings were getting kinda odd. Where had everyone else in their sector gone? She mentally rolled her eyes at herself. The woman spun to face him, accepting his hand in her petite one. "Faria, Faria Demuse." She said, her tone relaxed.<br/><br/>"How long have you been standing there?" She asked, feeling slightly awkward about this meeting. Though, she soon abandoned her residual selfconcious nature with a sigh, "That wasn't a performance piece." She muttered and then realizing she still had his hand, let go. Yet another moment of awkward life for her. "M&M huh? Sounds a little elementary for you."