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Lancaeriel looked at Miyuki curiously, tilting her head thoughtfully. Maybe it was just her, but it seemed as though Miyuki had been distracted by something about her before saying hello.

"I have to say, I've never seen anyone quite like you," she smiled at Miyuki. "What is your race called?"

While Lancaeriel was talking with Miyuki, Iorlas turned to Daeron, Lin and Earendil. "Do you suppose we could ask her to travel with us, if she would like to?" she asked them anxiously. "I ... I know it's not my place to ask, but ... I would like it if she could ..."

"A kitsune?" Lancaeriel was intrigued, and she pulled a notebook out of her bag and opened it to a fresh page. She pulled out a charcoal pencil and began to write. "I don't suppose you could give me a bit more information about what a kitsune is," she requested, smiling at Miyuki. "I'm afraid I'm quite curious ... I've seen a lot in this world, but never anyone like you, and I have a- an undying curiosity, I suppose you could say."

Daeron reached out and took Iorlas's hands in his own, trying to calm her. She was clearly anxious, and he wanted to help her. "I don't believe anyone would have a problem with her joining us," he told her. "After all, the more the merrier, as Lin says quite often. If you want her to join us at the palace, you would have to ask Lothiriel and Estel if that's all right, but otherwise ..."

Earendil watched the woman thoughtfully. He could sense something different about her as well, though, like Miyuki and Andarien, he couldn't put his finger on what it was.

Lancaeriel laughed softly. "I apologize, I should be more clear. You are a kitsune the way I am a Light Elf. What makes you different from others? Aside from your appearance, I mean. What are your abilities? Can you perform magic?"

She cut herself off, lowering the notebook. "I'm sorry. I'm probably overwhelming you. I'm afraid it has been a long time since I've seen something new to me."

Earendil looked down at Lin. "Sorry," he murmured apologetically. "I was ... distracted." He looked back at the strange, pale woman. "There's just ... something about her ..."

"She looks funny," Andarien spoke up, looking up at his parents. "All ... glowy."

Lancaeriel laughed again, not at all put off by Miyuki's comment. "Well, in how I look and how I am, I suppose I am a bit different." She tucked her notebook and pencil away again. It wasn't the time or the place to be asking questions as she had been. "And if you have any questions about me, feel free to ask," she winked at Miyuki, her gray eyes sparkling brightly. "As you can tell, I have no problem with asking questions of my own, so it's only fair."

Andarien looked back at Lin and nodded. "Just look at her!" he exclaimed. "She's all white!"

Couldn't his mother see how much lighter she was than everyone else? It was so clear to him!

Lancaeriel smiled at Miyuki. "And have you any idea that that might be?" she asked curiously. "I have to say, I feel the same as ever."

Though out of the corner of her eye (and ear) she had also noticed Andarien's rather interesting reaction. To be honest, she was rather amused by his comments, though she wasn't reacting to them, but rather sticking to her own conversation with Miyuki.

Andarien blinked at Lin. "I see you and Ada," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. After all, what else would he see when he looked at his parents? Honestly, grownups confused him sometimes - even when they were speaking his language.

For some reason that thought amused Lancaeriel, especially since she knew it wasn't because of her unique looks. Fae, some had called her; pixie-ish, others had described her as: and yet this child was speaking of something entirely different.

"Well, if you can't explain, I won't push you to," she smiled. "But then, everyone has something unique about them. No one is exactly the same as anyone else."

Andarien blinked at Lin again. "Well ... white," he said as if it were the only possible answer. "Light is light, right? But 'cept you and Ada only glow a little little bit, well Ada more than you but still just a little bit, and Mi glows a little bit, but this lady is all white!"

He frowned at his mother. "What's the matter, Nana? Can't you see it too?"

"Shiro?" And just like that, the woman was filled with curiosity again. "Who is Shiro?"

Like Miyuki, it was a name that didn't fit any culture she knew.

Andarien looked at Lin and sighed. "I see you and Ada and Mi and the lady," he told her, clearly not understanding. But at the moment, he was just realizing that there was something Lin had said that he didn't understand. "What's a gift?"

He had never received a gift, nor seen one given, so he didn't know what it was.

"At any rate, Earendil, you never did answer the question." Daeron poked his brother to get his attention again.

Earendil chuckled and waved Daeron's hand away. "Yes, yes. You know I would welcome her as a traveling companion. I'll be the first to admit, I would like to know more about her."

Not to mention, if Iorlas was so eager to have her along, then she must be very important to her.