Tris jumped, hair throwing off a large spark. She paused, looking at this... person. Her grey eyes widened considerably as she looked him over. This... person's appearance meshed with a description she had been given whilst communicating on the journals.

Silver hair... green eyes... She extended her rain-sheild without much thought, the rain noticably rolling off of it like a glass dome were there, but it was open air... the rain just didn't fall in that area. "In a way..." she responded, nibbling nervously on the end of one of her lightning braids.

"...I was... well..." Tris paused, thinking. "I was in communication with someone over this... journal network, and he said he was looking for his brothers. You... er, well, you match the description I was given..."

She ruffled her dress some, compulsivley straightening the blue cloth, even though Sandry's spells kept it wrinkle-free and clean at all times.