She brushed the thick locks of hair back, shyly. Taking his hand she gives it a firm shake. "Alysse O'Neil, daughter of Set." Alysse fumbles slightly. "I- um... Don't usually do that, but... I can be a tad eccentric at times?" She offered lamely. "Alexander? You are the one they call the Judge?" Her eyes regard him openly. She had heard name here and there. Anubis had spoken of it in passing to Set once when she had been training with the elder God. How curious this one was a Greek through and through. "You wield a glaive? A odd choice for a Greek."