Kirrah Tayashi
Kirrah laughed again and threw an arm around her blushing daughter's shoulders. "Well, well, you certainly have been busy making friends while I was gone, Sirrah. Well, Mikhail, is it? No, I was not doing anything objectionable with my daughter; as pretty as she is, she's not my type. I just came back from the dead, actually. Quite an interesting experience... I apologize for invading your home without invitation."