
Web grinned, returning the nudge with a soft nuzzle of her own. She was glad to be with someone else other than her bondmates, and someone friendly as well. "Yeah, the festival, all seems so distant now. But I'm glad that you have such excellent recall."
She had expected Nymph to behave as such, the young mare's timidness being the most prominent thing she had sensed. She folded her grotesque wings tightly against her back, and fipped her head slightly so the mane might fall in a more gentle way over her neck and shoulders. "Hello," she greeted, taking the initiative as Gem had done with her, but making sure her voice was a simple kindness and nothing too exhuberant. "My name is Web, I'm an old friend of Vision's."
She didn't want to push the mare any father than that, so she gave a final soft smile and turned back to the stallion, cocking her head to one side. "Talia's...birthday?"
Days of celebration were a foreign thing to her. Sethe never gave mention to anything personal about herself, much less the day of her birth. The others hardly remembered theirs, or as in Hellion's case, chose to bury the information. It was...a little sad, now that she thought about it. She turned her head toward the cottage.
"Of course I'll come, I think I'm pretty much alone though, but who knows," she shot a wink at Vision, knowing it would be Nymph to see it. "Lead the way, monsieur."