Instantly, the floating woman's eyes focused on Erik. Her gaze was cold and uncaring. Erik immediately realised this woman was a sigil construct like Eira, but completely different in every way.
Eira, for reasons neither Erik nor Elora understood just yet, was, for all intends and purposes, a living being with a mind of her own.
This woman, however, was clearly much closer to the kind of sigil construct they were used to seeing on Söl: a highly intelligent program, running on a set of instruction. She might emulate emotions, like the exasperation she just showed, but after interacting with Eira for more than a year, he could tell the difference.
"—They did,—" she said calmly, with a frown. "—I was supposed to learn the language through interaction after awakening.—" She cocked her head, frown deepening. "—In fact, finding someone who does speak Sylvari is… triggering alarm bells in the instructions left by my creators. Please wait a moment.—"
