Having taken a moment to wander, Erichthonios happens across the scene quite unexpectedly, beholding a person so covered by small, clinging creatures, that he has trouble making out who it is. But those robes... those robes are so familiar to him that he finds himself inexorably drawn, taking one step and then another, gem bears lifting heads as he passes by with a cautious tread, not wishing to cause a disturbance.

Somehow, amidst all those luminescent creatures, he catches sight of strand of a lock of hair in a most familiar color.

Yearning for confirmation, he calls out in a quiet, hopeful voice.

"...Themis?"