Philomel paused and looked back over to where she had dropped her parchment and pen. Blinking, she took a moment to consider going back over to pick them up - they were very personal after all, but then she saw Delath bending over to sniff them. His mighty head moved from her to them, grass green eyes blinking with raw intelligence. Steam blew from his nose and he huffed for a moment before angling his tail and gently sweeping the belongings close together. Right by the lakeside then he settled, angling his mighty and long body towards the ladies and laying himself right on the papers.

Protecting, he hummed privately to her.

Taking in a breath Philomel forced a congenial smile onto her face, glancing from one of the glorious, gorgeous females to the next. Both older than her, both considerably as powerful as she. Though she knew little of Ruby she could tell that the brown-haired, red-eyed darling had considerable power. From the way she held herself to the way she had literally made many things from nothing, the faun's instincts were ringing with the sound of an ally here that she was eager to make. She also bore a violin and an impressive long sword, which spoke of a warrior.

Apparently though they had met in another life. That meeting seemed to have been congenial for Ruby was treating her with kindness and respect. This other life intrigued Philomel, but she let it be but a murmur on the wind. Many good things were, if they were of less importance and were not detrimental to her current safety and survival. The existence of other alternate worlds was not an uncommon thing in myths.

"Oh just frivolities," she replied, waving a hand, "Nothing of consequence." Certainly she did not wish to spill her deepest secrets to these women, despite the trust she had in Lilith. She, Philomel knew she liked. Ruby, being new, was going to have to be studied, although her choice of tea was certainly within Philomel's likings.

Gently she blew on, then sipped it, keeping both geisha and the brown-head in eyesight.

"I came here really to learn more about Delath. He is ... was a dragon."

A growl came from over her shoulder.

"Sorry. Is still a dragon, though some might term him a type of wyrm. I am here with he and ..."

She paused. "You did not happen to have seen a fox running around in the forest anywhere?" A sad look and shakes of the head by both females made Philomel sigh. "Well, Veridian is apparently out there somewhere. He won't tell me where. You remember him of course Lilith."

"Of course," the Akashiman inclined her head.

"He went off about two hours ago and every time I try to contact him mentally he just says, 'Still busy,' and that is it."