Naiobe watches with rapt attention as the Dryad tries to justify her request. She looks so incredibly lost when she tries to work things out like that. Naiobe does her best to hide a slow, small smile as the nature spirit flounders and continues to get more flustered.<br/><br/>Then comes the knocking at the door, and Naiobe sighs. There goes her fun for now, although it's probably past time for her to emerge from her suite for the day. She doesn't try to be entirely a hermit. With a slightly annoyed look, Naiobe waves off the Dryad. "Go. Enjoy the garden, lovely." She smooths her palms down her skirts as she heads back toward the outer door of her room.<br/><br/>"Yes?" She doesn't bother to raise her voice. Either the person will be listening for her and hear the call, or they won't be paying close enough attention and will make themselves look like an ass.