The very last thing Kida expected was for various inanimate objects to come flying towards her. She took up a defensive stance immediately, ready to lash out if need be. She moved to the side, relaxing her stance as the items settled. She cocked her head curiously, reaching out to touch a dress with the same caution as one would a potentially-hot stove burner.

At the voice Kida flinched slightly before turning around in a hurry. Her face was one of disbelief, wide-eyed and dumbstruck. She noted the woman's lack of contact with the ground. "How are you floating? Who are you and where do you call home?" The dark skin, white hair and blue facial markings all rang true of her people. The woman's facial structure was a little different, however, and the tattoos were either not of her people or done by an inexperienced artist unfamiliar with the meanings.