“I’m Aisa, and you are…”<br/><br/>The little girl righted herself, and turned her strange eyes on Kindle. The Firebird had the strangest feeling that the girl was looking straight through her, and just as she opened her mouth to speak, the little girl spoke instead.<br/><br/>“Kindle Brant,” the waif said in a near perfect imitation of Kindle’s voice. The red head snapped her mouth shut, thinking that she should have asked the girl<span style="font-style: italic">what</span>she was, rather than<span style="font-style: italic">who</span>she was. Aisa giggled infuriatingly.<br/><br/>"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't resist.” she said. Kindle, regaining her composure, made a appeasing gesture, as if to say that she had taken no offense. Aisa didn’t seem to notice.<br/><br/>"I already know you, Firebird, and it is good to finally meet you.”<br/><br/>Once again, this child managed to briefly stun the fire mage. Kindle blinked and groped for an appropriate answer. It was evident that Aisa was some type of seer. Blind though her own eyes seemed to be, the girl had crossed the deck with ease and she had known Kindle before making her acquaintance. Kindle thought the girl must be able to see the future, or, possibly, to read minds.<br/><br/>“You are obviously more than you seem, Aisa, and I too am glad to make your acquaintance,” Kindle said.<br/><br/>It had been some time since anything had managed to surprise Kindle Brant, and she was rather enjoying the sensation. Aisa was certainly more interesting than just about anyone she had met so far today. She searched those milky eyes curiously, and wondered what such a strange little person was doing on this ship.