Lysandra is likewise glad to be among her kin and kind, and adding to their rank. She knows the ways of the divine like the back of her hand, sometimes more so than the ways of the average mortal.

The formal way they bowed back touched a tender part of her soul. She placed her free hand over her heart and smiled in a gentle way she had learned from the likes of Hestia and Persephone. "It comes with living as long as I have. There's a complicated tale to it, but I was born mortal. It was only after I had become a woman that my father saw it fit to let me become fully immortal."