Orithyia wormed her way a little further into the soft cushy chair before her eyebrows rose and she turned, watching Iris approach the strange young man a few feet away... if he was a man. Something faint buzzed against her senses - foreign and strong and she was considerably more wary than Iris in approaching him. But, approach she did. Iris was a goddess, after all, and he didn't seem threatening...
Still, Orithyia lingered a little further away from the two of them, eyes wide.