She squirms a bit under the feeling, not liking how it felt. She bit her lower lip, looking around and still trying to figure out how this whole being seen in a dream worked.

Then she sees something out of the corner of her eye. Something large and dark.

She turns to face it quickly, automatically her body in her dream took a ready stance, although she didn't have her fathers dagger.

Its a small, beautiful woman. Her face is pale but her lips are red, and her eyes are silver, quite close to the color of Trishas except lighter and with a vague blue tint. Shes very short and very thin, but Trisha can see the strength hidden in her bony figure. Her hair is ebony black, though it almost seems to shine in the vague lighting in the dream. Theres a scar on her left cheek, but it somehow doesnt take from the womans beauty.

She blinks twice, relaxing. She doesn't really know what to say, if to say anything at all. She'd only dreamed of people she knew, and so she knew that it might or must have worked. What Rhia had told her to say must have worked. Being now her real self, she felt awkward and shy.

Shes not sure how she knows, but Rhias mom is an authority figure of sorts. Something about her makes it obvious- shes a leader.

And the feeling that came off of this woman that just gave it made Trisha feel like she owed respect. Although she was almost six feet tall, she felt pretty small.

The woman then gives her a warm smile. ,, Hello, Trisha. ,,

She feels less small at the warm smile, though she wasn't to used to that type of expression toward her at all. "Hey..er, Hello, ma'am." She tried to use manners but she'd lost that habit years ago.

She laughs softly. ,, Kai. Call me Kai. ,,