[ It's a valid question! Although Akua had been discussing something with someone else, they're not important, a local, and she turned, to see who it was that had invited themselves into the conversation, and her gold eyes took stock of him, a look down and then back up, as if she were evaluating who this was, or the measure of their worth -- or perhaps something deeper, there's a presence to her, a deep, probing sort of gaze, when she looked him over.

She herself looks... near-regal, with her hair in a complicated array of woven braids, her iliachtida attached to a hairpin, nestled into the braids, and she was in a dress, of all things, with a space in the middle that was literally shaped like a heart, the tail of it drifted down to her midriff. It could only be called a "ho cut", if there were such a thing, but her shard is obvious with the cut, shaped like a heart itself, over her left -- above the heart.

Almost like there's a motif here, huh?

She smiled, after a moment, and tipped her head in greeting to him. ]

Nothing, supposedly, at this time. [ She said, bluntly. She holds little faith in her own world being resurrected, but then why is she here, with the Meridian? ]

From what I've learned since arriving, we must wait for these "oracles" to appear, before any action can be taken. Which, of course, leaves us all rather...idle, doesn't it? Quite the waste.