The initial idea was just to try to connect with her ancestor through something that looked like a ritual. But Wednesday didn't think you'd show up, like, who are you?

You appeared through the fire of the candles, as if you were part of them. Wednesday can't help but be intrigued, but not scared. You stretched your back, as if it had been a long time since you were last awake. Wednesday stood up while you patted your own clothes, as if you were removing the imaginary dust from your clothes – it was an excuse to put out the small insistent sparks on your clothes –

"What are you?"

Wednesday will start to imagine the possibilities, were you an entity? It didn't look like one. Maybe the devil? No, he should be more intimidating.

"You rose from fire. Perhaps some creature from hell?"

She speculates, seeming interested, even if her harsh tone doesn't show it, nor her expressions... she is a somewhat intriguing human for you. Okay, she passed by, you were more like a being from fire, something similar to Lucifer, being a creation of Apollo, even though everyone thinks that you are actually a creation of Hades or the devil