There was a sound of wind rustling branches, and the rushing water, but no words in reply for a moment. There was a little moment of quiet before a voice spoke up melodic fairly close to him. "I'm dressed, you can open your eyes and talk. Your eyes are at risk if you come unannounced, your life if with evil intensions, but you seem to carry neither. So speak, son of man."<br/><br/>Standing nearby the nymph was dressed in the simple white robe, a thin veil attached to its hood partly hiding her face but showing a look of a woman that would undoubtedly, even in that obscured vision, even put the portraits of grand queens to shame. She was gorgeous in an unearthly, seelie way.<br/><br/>"I have patience to listen a while, but if I hear the click of a faun's hoof I'll be gone before you can whistle." Her tone a bit joking but at the time also serious.