"Oh yes, much fame. My aunt... regrets that she never met you in person," Misha says with a slight grin on her face. Xarces, at least, would know the reason for that regret for sure. When the extra figure appears, she gives it a frank stare, but shrugs- just good tactics to keep someone metaphorically in pocket for in case she and Ryla had ended up being hostile. "I did pitch in, sure, but you could have gotten away on your own I'll wager," the harpy demurs to Ryla as she and Xarces begin to get quite interested in each other. Shuffling her feet, she adds, "And yes, I think finding more comfortable places to talk would be... helpful."