"Your mother also isn't a Dragon-Blooded whose seen over a century's worth of living," Kechara gently admonished.  "But thank you."  Truth be told, she never really had that chance that other girls did.  Partly because she was an Immaculate, and partly because by the time she'd gotten to Lookshy, so many years of her life had already passed that there was easily a younger generation of two.<br/><br/>She walked into the house, still carrying the light-yet-powerful girl.  "I'm glad I met you, too.  I might be another Terrestrial, but I've always felt like an outsider here, kept at arms' length because I came from the Realm instead of being a Lookshyan or even an outcaste."  Yifa was another outsider, so there was a sense of bonding there between them.<br/><br/>"Only if I get to call you daughter," Kechara replied to the young Solar.  "As you know, I never really had one...but it would feel right to do so."  A sort of wry tone crept into her voice.  "And I think momma's big girl can walk herself, can't she?"  A not so subtle hint for Yifa to ease herself off of the Dragon-Blood.  She was a treasure, that much was certain.