Finnloch. Nemhain is... unsure if she knows the female. Or rather, if Rin knows the female. She tries to summon up some memories, or some past important events involving the female, but she comes up with only fuzzy static in her mind, making the fenghuang sigh heavily. It wasn't that she had a problem with introducing herself to people without the crutch that Rin's memory provided, but she still finds herself wishing she had some sort of starting point to go from. Personas were not naturally supposed to be social creatures, and that was what made it difficult for Nem to get a firm handle on every single little social construct that she could be missing or misinterpreting. She supposed she could figure these things out by combing through Rin's old memories of when she had been taught of these evidently vitally important things, but that could take hours or even days depending on what she wanted to learn, and the fenghuang found she learned better through experience. All she could really hope for was that she didn't mess up too bad, and end up with a scenario where she had seriously hurt someone's feelings on accident. After all, she was designed for hurting others physically, not emotionally, and she certainly didn't want to harm any Elysites – as long as Rin cared for them, that is.

The huge bird had been circling lazily around the main camp area of Elysium, letting her sore and previously unused wings have a chance to stretch themselves out and get used to flying again. Sure, she had flown a few times since her initial awakening, particularly at the huge invasion of the Ferryman, but that had been a spur of the moment thing, and she had felt a deep seated ache in her bones that came from such a long time just lingering without true flight. However, her aimless flight practice was interrupted when she noticed movement down below. Not just any movement, but someone going into the library. Curiosity piqued, Nemhain found herself landing carefully on a building nearby, being especially gentle and making sure not to put her full weight down on the building's roof, since it was liable to crumble if she did so. Cocking her head to one side, Nem just watched silently for a while, observing. When Finnloch emerged from the library with treats and water, however, Nem saw fit to glide down, letting her talons hit the earth before she folded her massive wings back in close. Taking the last few steps to where she was right in front of the library, Nemhain chirped in her deep and echoing voice, "Hello there, miss. Could I know your name? I am Nemhain. I live here." That was a rather simplified way of putting it, but Nemhain honestly found it simpler to just introduce herself as a normal group member, rather than the manifestation of Rin's personality and emotions.

Finnloch... manages to pleasantly surprise Nemhain with her elegance and charm, the fenghuang's eyes widening minutely as the older – older being relative, considering Nem had no true age – woman granted her a curtsey along with her greeting. She listened intently to the introduction that the other gave, before speaking with a shuffle of her large wings, glancing around as if Rin might come into sight, "Warringkingdoms is the one who "lords" over this land now. She is our magna who took over for Tena somewhat recently. Although I very much prefer to call her Lady Rin." Not only was Warringkingdoms a mouthful, but Nemhain found it disrespectful simply to call her lady by the Rin nickname on its own. Settling her large form down into essentially a half sitting half laying position with her legs folded beneath her, Nem's rare smile widened at Finnloch's second statement, finding herself utterly fascinated by this woman. She chirped, eyes faintly glittering, "A scribe, you say? That is a very fascinating path in life that you have decided to take... I am excited to see you around more often. Although I'm afraid you missed some rather exciting things just before your return." Nemhain could be considered to be slightly self centered, considering she was partially talking about her own awakening, but she also imagined several would agree that the moment had been particularly exciting.