<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Ne%27iine_Vaenn.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ne'iine Vaenn<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Nae<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kayax Outskirts<br/><strong>When: </strong>TBD<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Ne'iine dropped into a crouch near Nae, her head tilting to the side in contemplation as she watched him check the log for bark. For a moment she thought of trying to help him but was unsure if he'd take offense to the offer. Still she winced to see him stand and beat away splinters. He was bleeding from pinpricks. Perhaps she should have tried to help him anyway.<br/><br/>"Oh," she said, when he answered her questions. She tried to think of something a bit more intelligent to say, but subtlety had never quite been her forte. All of it seemed to be used up with her tracking, leaving none for her interpersonal relations. If she had hoped for subtlety she shouldn't have randomly approached him today of all days. "I have some shirts that should fit you if I adjust them for the shoulders. You're broader there than my father was."<em>Well that wasn't so bad,</em>she thought, rolling her eyes.<br/><br/>Cold was slowly seeping into her bones. Having more resistance than a human to the elements generally didn't help as much as one might think. Not that it helped that she'd been falling into and crouching in the snow, thereby slowly allowing it to soak into her clothing. She stood again and then paced to the opposite end of the totem from Nae. After a brief moment's thought, she finally shook off her indecision and perched on the totem's end, not quite straddling it.<br/><br/>"Where will this one go?" she asked, tracing the wood grain absentmindedly with one finger. She saw him feeling about for his tools and fought down the urge to go and hand them to him. This had always been the hardest part of watching him. There was no question in her mind that he could handle himself just fine without assistance. Nae had never struck her as weak, just the opposite in fact. But she still<em>wanted</em>to help. Wanted to make things easier for him. Wanted to make him smile.<br/><br/>Finally she asked what had been gnawing at her since she came near him. "Can I help?"