The woman turns around, a bit surprised at the voice behind her. From behind, she looked human, but, now that she's facing the elf, she can see small horns, growing from the woman's head. "Oh, you poor dear. Did something happen to you? Here, here, come with me, let's talk," she says, smiling pleasantly, offering the elf a cloak, to wrap herself in.<br/><br/>(Sense Motive, DC 15; she has an unquestionably wicked gleam in her eyes, and is almost TOO eager to help.)