Compassion's touch worked, at least enough to get Nadja to push the darkness from her mind, to smile softly at the spirit's tendrils whisping around her. "No, I should apologize," She murmured. "I have not spent long outside of our people. I... forget, sometimes, what the rest of the world is. I am sure there is much we could learn from each other."

She rested her hand in Adelaide's palm, the blue light between them, and squeezed before letting go. "Yes, I grieve. As I've no doubt your partner knows well." There was no point trying to lie about that, to a spirit. "Thank you, for your kindness. It is an honour, to meet one they have deemed worthy." That was when it occurred to her that she had not even given her name, and she frowned. "And I have been rude. I am Nadja An Hildegarde - though I am afraid I can offer you no hold name."