[color=#b14767]”And who might your father be?”

The inquiry spilled from the lips of Margaery, her tall form striding gracefully into view. Grey eyes would study Sekai carefully, a glimmer of intrigue dancing within their otherwise unreadable depths. She was hit quite suddenly with a strange pang of jealousy, wanting nothing more than to visit her father and be on good, speaking terms with him. She supposed he had written his own fate and forsaken his family in the process of that, but still... he was a terrible, awful, murderer who just so happened to be father. And sometimes Margaery needed nothing more than her parents in her life. Oh well. He had chosen blood and power over her and now everyone had to pay the price. It was best for not to think of it now.

[color=#b14767]”I’m Margaery.”

Well, Sekai certainly wasn't giving them any good clues on whoever her father was. Without any more information, most likely, he and his clanmates aren't going to have an idea who exactly she's looking for. Roy would have thought her body might have been a clue, as she's a lioness, but Roy learned that in this world, people can change their bodies. He doesn't know Sekai, he has no idea if that lioness body of Sekai's is her original one. Who knows, she could have originally been a dog. As the bobcat limped his way over, the Flame Alchemist opened his mouth to speak up. "Now now, we're going to need more information on your father if you hope for us to figure out who he is," Roy Mustang spoke up with a confident tone, glancing over at Bastilleprisoner for a moment after. Roy wasn't sure when this kid mentioned a last name, he's sure she just said her first name. He wondered if Bastille connected the two together because of their species- while Anakin was a ghost, in his previous life, it's clearly shown he was a lion.