Cybele looked at a few of the cloaks with Astra, and frowned a little. This is all well and good, but what about my wings? Her wings were pretty sensitive, and the cloak might be an awkward fit. 'Then again, if I get caught out like this...hm...' Maybe if I just stay my normal size, I can stay under someone else's. She was about to voice this to Astra, when one of the brothers appeared.
It was the...younger one? Cybele wasn't exactly sure, but either way, he looked a little...tenderised. The words 'bar fight' explained the rest. Men. Some things really aren't that different between species. It was an oddly comforting thought. The man introduced himself as Ludger, and asked for her name. 'Cybele,' She extended her arm too, and shook his hand gently. It was oddly smooth. 'And no need for apologies. It's been a little hectic, and besides...your attention was on someone else.' She gave him a little wink and a smile as she smoothly slipped her hand out of his. Having exchanged pleasantries, Cybele turned to see Astra carrying the cloaks. Approaching, she put her arms out. 'Here, let me take some.'