Her smirk is sharp, not reaching her eyes. "It could be a good thing, or it could not."

The smirk vanishes the next breath and Canien stares steadily at Haleth. "You have probably guessed part of my parentage. And part of why I am cautious. I have no desire to lay doom upon any but the Enemy or his minions."

...But there's a gentle breeze that brushes over her and a touch to her mind that has her pause. Then snorts softly and shakes her head, stepping swiftly to fall back in line with Haleth.

"...It feels like I may speak plainly. When I say I have been brought here from afar, I should say I have been brought backwards in the natural flow of time. And I should add that I get the sense that what I know to have happened in my past, have not happened here."

And now to wait and see if her mother believes her. Or not.