The woman's look only grows more incredulous at first, but she slowly seems to realize that you are, in fact, sane ((good sense motive to the rescue!))...<br/><br/>"I... Well, then." She straightens herself out, obviously a bit flustered, and extends a hand. "Most everyone calls me Auntie, so I would be remiss if I did not invite you to call me the same. I am a Pilgrim of the Dawn, here to visit the nearby Paradise Temple... the same temple whose worksmanship you wear around your neck, if I am not mistaken..."<br/><br/>She smiles politely, recovering fairly quickly from her initial surprise. She seems to note that you are both the subject of<em>much</em>attention at the moment, and reddens a bit.<br/><br/>"Well, my dear... I suppose if all is well, I should not impede you any longer. Though perhaps if you are ever in the temple again, I would very much love to hear how you came to make a deal with Pixies..."