"It's a pleasure to meet you;" she replies politely before nodding. So which one is that, this Izuku? She looks around the group quietly, waiting to see if this individual will step up before her sharp gaze goes to Atbash once more. Join? Visitors? Tch. "I've been living in the waters here for over a year." She sounds quite pointed about that fact, but tries to be understanding in the way that it is true that they wouldn't know her and being part of this land doesn't necessarily make her a part of them. "I suppose I will stay in this camp until I find the information that I require. That is my plan so far." She doesn't understand why she would want to stay here specifically but maybe this place will grow on her. Maybe. "I'd like to search the shelves myself now then." With that, she bows out respectfully to go slithering up a nearby bookcase.

"died of stretch marks"