<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Pale blue grey eyes shifted slowly from the gathered group to the lone woman that stepped forward, an automatic once over given to the woman while she introduced herself before plump lips curled into a small smile. She wasn’t -trying- to cause a distraction, it wasn’t anything she was consciously doing - at least not at that moment, it was just who she was. Natural to her. <br/><br/>What was not natural for her was to hear someone openly label themselves as Sandra did. “<em>Very nice to meet you Sondra. I am Ophelia…</em>” Not her given name at birth but it was the one she chose to go by, a pause, a slight hesitation at whether she wanted to introduce herself in the same manner, before she finally decided it was alright. “<em>Scion of Freyr.</em>” How very strange to introduce herself in such a manner! Still, it seemed the custom and she wasn’t about to rock the boat if that was how they wanted it. The offer to meet the others sent those long lashed eyes roaming over those gathered slowly, a quick little smile and wink given to the blushing woman that looked away so quickly.<br/><br/>It was hard to not grin at that shyness, the natural tendencies to deepen a blush tucked back down before clearing her throat, words a husky purr when she finally spoke again. “<em>Já, I vould like that.</em>” What did not take her by surprise was the way one of the males immediately tucked himself into the van without introduction though she had seen him interacting with the others. She was use to all sorts of reactions to her presence and it earned nothing more than a slight shrug of pale shoulders, attention turning to those remaining.</span></div>