Her mind swelled and swirled with thoughts that she felt it might explode from it all, but a voice filled with concern touched her ears. Her gaze taking in the human she swallowed hard trying to gather herself, "I am called Isa, and you?" she asked gently her head nodded towards. This human body felt so wrong and so right to her. Her body so different almost a opposite of her fea self. A mirror laid not to far and she caught a glimpse of her self she had no idea of all the changes that had been made her eyes no longer a luscious pink, but a lite aquamarine blue. Her hair no longer long and brown but now black and short grazing her shoulders gently. Her face and body still the same without her wings of course the site made her want to cry again but she gently reigned in the chaotic feeling. Questions began to filter themselves through as she sat there till she just opened her mouth ans asked them. "Why did you visit me in my painting so much?" she asked gently her head tilted to the side gently.