She mentally smirks, as she replies,<em>You're just better at convincing people that you know what you're talking about, now. It doesn't mean that you do, just that you can make people think you do. Something to be careful of.</em><br/><br/>Cerul hurried away, frantically wrestling with her hair, as she tries to pick out an outfit that suits her, eventually settling on traditional elven clothing, light and simple and attractive, hurriedly washing and combing her hair, leaving it straight. "I'm... I'm not sure I'm ready for this. What do I say? How... how do I greet someone I thought was dead for decades?"