<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFFF00">Les</span></div><br/><br/><span style="color: #00BFFF"> Les laid in shock and fear as she was touched by the gently hand  the warm voice filling her delicate ears. It was so warm there was just no way to refuse "Les her small voice like tiny bells to another's ears. As he spoke it was soft and rough all in one his words reaching her making her focus on the words. So he was an immortal it had been some time since she had encountered one, the spirit's must have favored her to give her such luck. <span style="font-style: italic">"Tea?"</span> her mind tossing the word around till she saw him drop the small droplets into the teacup. "Yes please" her words soft she nodded gently a lite flick of her wings a hiss escaping her lips. Small movements of her hands and feet her mind hopping to help the blindness of the day for him. "Thank you for saving me I owe so much as it is, if there is ever something I can do I would be more then willing to repay it" she shaid her small voice full of earnest.</span>