Seeing the elf-esque boy's terrified rection just increased Arokleth's amusement with the whole situation. "Come here." she said in a gentle manner after barely suppressing a chuckle, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him into a comforting hug, despite being smaller than him at the moment. Turning her gaze to the other survivors, she adopted an expression of need. "Look at him, he's a wreck. Surely you can accomodate him, at least until it's safe to leave the area." she said, sounding close to begging. She had no intention of falling prey to the one near her, but wanted to see how this would play out anyway.