The woman smiles, especially as the elf looks away, nodding. "Very well... while I don't think I can do anything for your memory, I can't possibly turn away something quite as.. delicious-looking as you. I can help you, give you a place to stay, feed you, clothe you, even give you money and training... but you'll have to serve me, for the next... oh, four years? Does that sound fair to you, my dear?"