<br/>Elaina’s thoughts still weren’t all following an entirely coherent pattern yet, the confusion induced by the aftermath of the transformation taking its toll.<br/><br/>These strangers she could hear? Should she seek them out? Was she supposed to, maybe? Were they her friends, or had they been in league Ne’drak? Even if they were friendly … she was different now. She knew without knowing why how she knew that her body had fundamentally changed, she could almost feel the dark force fueling it now. Would they also be able to see her for what she now was? Would that cause any problems?<br/><br/>Taking a few steps forward towards the center of the courtyard while casually looking around her stream of thoughts continued.<br/><br/>She was still naked. It did not bother her, but it might lead to awkward complications once she met others. That was a problem she could do something about. Find some clothing. An easy enough task to help her regain her focus.<br/><br/>Yes, that was what she was going to do next, find something – anything – to cover her exposed intimacy. Such a large complex, she had to get lucky somewhere, right? After that, see whom these voices belonged to.<br/><br/>Somewhat  at random she picked the exit straight ahead.<br/>