Loof stopped again and turned, more than halfway to the door, "My cloak is on my pack there. You may use it for now. I will need it back before we set off again, but I will find you clothes before that." She stayed where she was, her head moving in constant little jerks, ears twitching, "Your people have weak Mystics, weak spirits. My people can rid you of this..." She struggled for the word, gave up. "My people can help you... Perhaps. The Nefel do not allow outsiders into their domain without cause."