<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Almeria strolled cautiously to the counter the lady stood before, deciding to take a seat.  She studied her for long moments with a wary gaze, and then after several awkward heartbeats of silence, she smiled.  <br/><br/><em>"Your attire, I must admit is strange to me ... yet as I am ... not within my own place, granting a judgement upon you would be harsh.  It is already plain to me that world and places beyond my own exist.  Thus should I not attempt a most kind eye in my looking upon others?"</em><br/><br/><em>"You have been kind to invite me to take tea here, and yes ... Master Asmar did indeed find attire for me.  It was preferable to the wet that I had arrived in, as would be doubtless."</em>  Almeria folded gloved hands that half covered her skin, being a soft rosy lace that complimented her gown.  <em>"It is no trouble if the man is at working - I would not think to grant disturbance in such a moment as that."</em><br/><br/>She paused, again giving a sunny smile, hands unfolding to toy with the pink skirts arranged around her on the stool.  It had taken some effort to seat herself, but once having done so, she seemed more than pleased with herself, eyes dancing with a gentle humour.  <em>"A pleasure then to make your acquaintance, Miss Eve.  I would indeed enjoy a repast in your fine company."</em>  Almeria found herself meaning the words entirely, which rose a pretty blush to her cheeks.<br/><br/><em>"I had thought ... upon a question if I may ask it. How was it that yourself and Master Asmar arrived to this place?  I could not imagine remaining here ... forever with no one but the pair of you and travellers that come and go.  Do they ever remain?  The gentleman said something to me in confidence that I found saddening.  What of your life before this place?"</em></span>