When she clammed up about who she was, he didn't press the matter. Most likely, she was an orc woman who just happened to have the same name as the famous Orc Princess Helen of Grond. It was not banned to use the first name of a member of Orcish royalty, although the family name of Grond was jealously guarded. As to why she was a little stand-offish, she didn't trust him fully yet, and maybe she had foes of her own too that she didn't want to talk about, or she'd committed some serious crime that could lose her a hand or even her life. He showed her to the cave, and then he sat down within it, drew an Orcish blade and carefully cut the skin from the elk before giving it to the Orc woman who would rather not share her name, his green eyes much better at seeing in the dark then human eyes were. "Here you go. Once you've prepared it, that will be a good blanket for you unless you would rather make a cloak out of it."<br/><br/>He had some private thoughts about her that he thought a good idea to keep to himself.<em>She would be a good girlfriend, but if I was to say that aloud she would either leave on the spot or most likely want to fight me.</em><br/><br/>