[ Her golden eyes meet the bystander's, and as soon as she imperiously looked down at the boy, he withered, and started to back away. The flush still high on his cheeks, starting to back away now that his purpose was served. He looks... smitten, really. She thinks it's rather cute, but Rand is as oblivious as ever. Some things never changed, even if...

Her eyes took stock of him. Shorter hair, his face... not harder, but weighted differently, perhaps. Akua's lips curled into the quirk of a smile. ]

Oh, just for the afternoon.

[ She means the markets, of course. A pause, and then: ] Ah, you mean in Kenos proper. Nearly a year, I'm afraid.

Did you just arrive? I had thought...

[ She had thought he would be taken by Oblivion, and even she, a villain who at her height would have rivaled lanfear...

Did not like the prospect of another destroyed world. ]

Well. I suppose you could guess.