Keyan didn't like what was going on. And she didn't like the way -Sheela? Yes that was what she had said her name was..- seemed to think that Sammi was rude, when she was anything but!<br/>Keyan walked closer to Sheela, calm-as-you-please, and said "It's okay. She didn't mean it that way, I promise. Could you please show us your wrist?" She held up her own wrist.<br/>"You wouldn't happen to have a mark like this, would you?" Keyan said, in the sweetest and youngest voice she could manage. She knew that Sammi was just eager to know if she was one of them, but obviously Sheela hadn't taken it that way. Keyan realized that it was probably not a good idea to offer up her wrist like that. What is this woman was a run-away from the city? She could easily run straight back to Krov, and give him their location. Or, what if she was a spy? Sent out here on a mission report them? She didn't know where this sudden burst of bravery had come from -she had never been brave in her life- but, she was about to find out.