(Rydia was nowhere near the Keybladers, Thorn. :P )<br/><br/>Rydia broke into a brief laugh as Firion tried to wrap his head around Leviathan giving birth to her, an idea that failed to work on more levels than one. Though it was entirely possible, in retrospect; she had met a few of the Eidolons that had been sired by the king and queen, Leviathan and Asura, and, needless to say, they didn't look a whole lot like their parents. Eidolons seemed to operate on different rules from normal, mortal creatures, who was to say a giant sea serpent and multi-faced idol couldn't give birth to a human girl with green hair? "No, he didn't give birth to me, and neither did his wife. They did raise me into adulthood, though," she clarified as to what he had already guessed, leaving out the details of who had raised her before she had ended up in the Feymarch. Bringing up your dead mother to someone before they even gave you their name wasn't good social etiquette. "I'm sure he'll be back again if you want to meet him, though. He's always traveling between worlds and stuff like that."