Certainly not a voice that Azkadellia knew, nor was the image she saw someone that she remembered, even if things were a bit fuzzy around the edges when it came to some parts of her past. Especially the youthful years just after the possession.

"Yes. I'm... I'm her sister, Azkadellia," she said, hesitant in that she didn't know what DG, or the others, might have said about her. Or not said anything at all.