"I'm fine." Ester replied, shaking her head at his offer. One arm came out of the cloak, a flame igniting in her palm and casting an orange glow over the pair. The heat radiating from the flame seemed too much for such a small flicker - it was something the mage had learned when she was staying on the outskirts of small towns. It was a way to keep herself warm without placing a big red X on her location.<br/><br/>"What does knowing my favourite colour have to do with anything? It won't help us in any way." She replied, trying to answer his question, though she wasn't sure what he was trying to ask before he gave up asking all together. The elf was trying to be friendly, even though she found it difficult trying to change her ways. Normally someone trying to get to know her would end with her leaving. But she couldn't leave, and though she hated to admit it to herself, she needed Mesaraih, Tal and Valehna if she was ever going to make it out of the forest alive.<br/><br/>She tugged her dark eyes away from the lake to look over the human again. She still was unsure about him. Why was he trying to get to know her? Did he want her to relax and let her guard down? Eyes danced around his face, he didn't look malicious in any way. So far, he hadn't done anything to indicate he was malicious either. Perhaps she was in fact paranoid.