Anya was silent before just sighing, heavily.

".... and that just told me exactly who you are." She commented.

"I mean, I could feel your mana, and I've met your mother. I've had my suspicions since I first saw you." She admitted after a moment or two, before taking a seat on the couch she had.

"However, I wasn't certain, and didn't want to assume." She then said before meeting his gaze.

"... You're Lindsay Fyrane, aren't you?"

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"I've met your mother." Anya commented calmly.

"She doesn't scare me." She added before pausing a moment, thinking.

"Then again, I suppose it's debatable if I even have a soul...." She muttered, before shaking her head.

"Regardless, please, don't worry." She said, a soft smile to her voice. "I won't kick you out because of your family name." She wasn't sure if he'd believe her or not, but she was speaking true.

"... and you were lied to."

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Anya just sighed, before shaking her head.

"Your mother didn't abandon you." She told him honestly.

"as I said, I've met the woman. She's looking for you two, for her sons." She added, not sure if he would believe her. There was only so much that she could do here, considering the fact that they had been told one thing for so long. It would likely take time to undo that damage.

But she would do as she could to undo it. She would even go hunt out Rowena Fyrane herself in order to prove it to them. Assuming they hung around long enough for her to actually do that, of course.

For all she knew, when Ashley woke, he'd make sure they were gone, but she did hope that they wouldn't. They looked and acted like children, to an extent. She didn't want to see them as urchins on the streets. She'd been there, briefly, when she first came to the surface after her fall, she knew how hellish that life was. It was no life for anyone, child or not.

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"Well... Good thing I keep the basement locked then?" Anya asked, not entirely sure if that would help or not.

"And if you DO find yourself down there, just knock on the wall three times and request some light. The spiders down there will light the place for you." She added.

"However, that shouldn't really be a concern." She then said before looking to the violin he'd brought up.

"And that, well, we can keep it up here so that you won't have a need to go down there again."

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Anya shook her head.

"Please, don't fret about that." She said with a soft smile.

"Sometimes it's good to tell another person things that trouble you." She added. "Does it feel any better, knowing that there is someone out there that doesn't hold your history, or your family, against you?" She asked, her voice curious, calm, and friendly.

"Because I won't, and I have no intention of starting, either."

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"While... that is a feasible means for some people to deal with and grow from their history, it isn't something that works for everyone." Anya commented.

"I can understand where your brother is coming from, however, I can also understand how it is that you feel better bringing it up with someone." She then said, a soft smile on her face.

"For however long you're here. I'll be an ear for you to talk to about anything. Hopes, dreams, nightmares... I don't care. If I'm opening my home to you on a permanent basis, I might as well be the big sister you never had, hey?"

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Anya just laughed lightly.

"Very close." She told him honestly before doing it again.

"Pay attention to your wrist and elbow." She directed. "You want your wrist straight, and your elbow away from your torso." She added, making sure he was aware of it, and that he was aware of his own positioning.

"Also... if your brother has a hard time with staying here... I do have ways to ... uhh... convince him?" She added with a heavy sigh. Since he was with Vanessa, she was sure that he wouldn't take too kindly to it, but at this point, she realised that Lindsay at least wanted to stay.

So she had to mention about some of the webbing around here.

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Anya was silent before sighing, heavily.

"I know you and him would really not like this..." She started, meeting his gaze.

"However, have you noticed the sparkling webbing around here?" She asked, motioning toward some of it on a shelf behind him.

"When it's glittering like that, it's best you do not touch it. You would, for awhile, end up develping quite an addiction to me. Where you would do almost anything and everything, no matter what it is that is going on, or what I request." She explained.

"I ... know that it would have echeos of dark elven mana, but I swear it is not the same thing. If you would like, I can show you." She paused a moment, thinking about that. [b]"And I mean with a small amount, so you can get at least a start of an idea for how it feels.

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"Entirely depends on your mana pool." Anya answered honestly.

"That's been there for a few days, go ahead and touch it if you'd like." she then said.

"It shouldn't be too strong. It's the same stuff the clothing I sell is made from, after it's lost that effect." She added before sighing lightly.

"As for you.... I don't think you'd abandon your brother if he got up and left right now, however.... I'm not sure you'd let him leave, either."

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Anya set the violin aside before just returning the embrace.

"How do you feel?" She asked, not entirely sure what it was that she was to expect with this. She knew that with the adult males, it often led to a fun time. Along with that, she used it to get out of trouble sometimes.

She'd never had someone that was, for all intents and purposes, a child touch her webbing before though. And that wasn't even touching on the fact that she was surprised he had done so willing, considering the fact that he'd be in the clutches of that damned elf for the first bit of his life. Chances were that she was ..... very persuasive and forceful with her mana, and its effects.

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