Relina smiled shyly and tentatively reached out to take his hand. No one had ever wanted to hold her hand. The few normal people she had met had been frightened or repulsed by her. She held very lightly to his fingers. Hers were slightly rough from working with stone and wood to survive on her own in her mountain valley but it was a pleasant roughness. She walked with him and once they got inside she saw the way the other people were looking at them. It made her blush and she leaned over and asked softly, "Are you sure it is ok to hold my hand? I don't want you to get into trouble..."