Lelith didn't notice the pandaren or the blood elf until one of them yelped in the direction of the other. She could just about make out the night elf in the fuzzy blur that was her vision, and of course a humanoid panda would be hard to miss, however the blood elf remained a little more ambiguous. Lelith squints and rubs her eyes, taking a moment to realise that some kind of dog had just placed her glasses in front of her. And it took her yet longer to pick them up after her hand flinched away from them, having encountered the layer of drool. "N-No, it's my fault, I'm sorry..." She shakes her head, holding her palms together as she mutters something beneath her breath, only the whispered sharpness of certain words carrying to nearby ears before a glow from each palm spun a shaft of light between her hands.<br/><br/>"I should have watched where I was going." She says, completing her spell and opening the new found bottle of water that appeared in her hands. The crimson haired girl spared little of the liquid pouring it generously over her glasses, and just a trickle on her grazed knee which evoked a wince as the cold, icy water made its way down her thigh, giving her underwear a certainly odd impression when the trickle reached between her legs. One might be led to believe that she had things of a particular nature on her mind, looking at the night elf's scantily clad form.<br/><br/>"Th-Thanks for your concern." Lelith murmurs nervously, not really used to meeting new people. "C-Could I ask you a favour?" The voice of the fiery haired mage seems tentative, and it's obvious that she'd be much more happy with the characters from her book which lay sprawled on the floor, certainly more so than other people."I... Can't seem to find a herbalist's shop around. Would you perhaps be able to show me there? I-I'd pay you for your troubles..." She says with a hearty red blush, unsure as to whether she was being rude or not.<br/><br/>Lelith bore her injured knee patiently, glad that the night elf had offered her help. Lelith had nothing on her to patch it up, and there was always the added bonus that the longer she had to wait for the night elf's assistance, the longer her oddly damp panties were on display.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>