"Wouldn't we all, Valetni..." Elia muttered under her breath to the leaving monk as she set back to work.<br/><br/>Of course, one might have thought the young woman as impulsive, as she had undoubtedly demonstrated here in conversation with the older monk. However, beneath the sometimes intruding, though most of the time merely honest demeanor, hid something like a devious vein. It had been this that Blake had sought to nurture, of sorts.<br/><br/>While she had learned to walk without detection, she also learned that giving yourself off as more of an outspoken person made few think that it was indeed her that listened without being noticed. While her surface-demeanor made them uncomfortable to talk around her, it made them so much more talkative when she merely wasn't physically present to their eyes, as Blake had taught her.<br/><br/>When everyone thinks that you would immediately speak about secrets, they do not assume that you know them if you simply don't talk about them, after all.