She nodded, "I am, my..." There was a pause there, brow creasing, what was Calliope? Mother, in a sense, and sister, Johanna had yet to learn the phrase 'sire' in conjunction with what she was, but she shrugged, "My friend, Calliope. She took me in when I first arrived. She's been teaching me things."
She tilted her head, watching the ground again before lifting her gaze to her new companion, "And this is certainly a turning point, a breaking free of old cages."