Dove just smiled at Evvy, feeling a bit bad for catching the girl off-guard. Dealing with Queens was an unsure business from both ends, it seemed. Then she glanced down at the rock in Evvy's arms, and blinked slightly: "Luvo?"
She'd never been introduced to a rock before.
But this was not a usual circumstance in a variety of different ways, she reminded herself. She nodded again, and looked back to Alanna. "Do you mind my asking when it is that you are from?" After all, Alanna looked nearly Aly's age—and if she didn't know that she had a daughter, well, she'd have to be from nearly twenty years ago. If not more.