[ The sound of someone speaking through the crystal makes her jump, just a little, moving away from her books to pick it up. The voice is a little bit familiar, her eyes narrowing for a moment before she listens to it all the way through. She's not sure what to say at first, her eyes staring down at her table as she taps her fingers, thoughtful for a moment before she sighs.

It's now or never, she supposes, as snippy as this person seems. She could just ignore it, but that would be rude, and she has the politeness of her own heritage and parents to think about. ]

Cousins. I've been informed. [ A considering noise. ] Your brother is Kostos and I am to be his personal surgeon if words are to be believed. Do you need the same?