Niala resists the urge to cackle. Just barely though. "Ooh. Ooh. You're green, ain'tcha? How's this? You look nice and strong, so if you help me lift a gate I couldn't open on my own" (a complete lie, but she wasn't going to flare her anima just now) "I'll cut you in on what's behind it."<br/><br/>Granted, she doubted that she'd have ever found that door on her own; the little dreamstone that her past incarnation had left was quite... enlightening. It was even a good explanation for how she knew. She leaned forward, extending her hand.<br/><br/>"What say you?" And if she didn't, well, it was time to wait. And hide. As an animal.