The raven stared with an almost interested look in her gaze, watching as the frail creature placed itself onto their haunches as they spoke. Indeed, she had seen their emergence. Such a pretty stone to emerge from. Absentmindedly, Diánysma hopped over to the shattered chrysalis and picked up a shard of ametrine, still slick with birth fluid. She placed it beneath her foot, rubies glimmering.

In time? A perfect opening. The pastel-colored corvid tilted her head in mock curiousity and lifted one foot, the one placed upon the shard of stone, and held it out to Morpheus. "Perhaps... I can aid in finding your purpose." Smiling sweetly, she lowered her head a little, continuing, "but in return, you can aid me in a little project of mine, back in orion."

She smiled sweetly once again, closing her eyes (think of those animes and stuff where it's all kawaii-desu) and tilting her head. "What do you say?"