<blockquote class="uncited"><div>"Depends on your definition of friend." Glaive responded. "By the way. What kind of a creature are you anyways." He asked Myri.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Myri pondered that one for a while.  "That, that's not really a very polite question!" Alabaster said quickly, aware of what she must have been thinking about.<br/><br/>"I don't really know," Myri said at last.  "They called me 'changeling'... is that what I am?"<br/><br/>"You don't have to answer that, Myri!" Alabaster said in a state of near-panic.  If she pulled into her shell now, all the progress she'd made would be lost!  "Have we reached the cave yet?" he asked, trying desperately to change the subject.<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Jack lowered his hand, stared for a moment, then nodded.<br/>"Do whatever you must to find out, but I promise you I am who I say I am." He said strongly. He turned his head to face the new, well, he wasn't sure if it was a girl or something else entirely.<br/>"You got a name?" He asked the strange creature.</div></blockquote><br/><br/>"Huh?" Myri said, startled out of her ponderings by the new voice.  "My name is Myri Sibil, nice to meet you," she said, remembering the greetings that others had given.