Natacia is reminded that she wasn't always the best at social graces. Her job was a lonely one, and at best the people she dealt with were criminals being brought to justice. She did her best to try and introduce some small talk instead of just interrogating the girl about what she knew. It wasn't so bad, actually allowing herself to not think of the job for a bit...<br/><br/>Still, the fate she had saved Vinnie from was likely something the captured girls were in danger of...or worse, already victims of. She couldn't allow herself to get too off track here, and her host was able to give her some advice at least. The fact that the halls weren't originally Morkoth's turf might be a useful bit of knowledge. Having enjoyed a good talk and a nice meal, Natacia find herself curious as to her offer "You can...scribe spells onto a person? Does it hurt?" she asks "I mean, I'm happy to take any help I can get...I'm sure what I'll face is more dangerous then the orcs from earlier, and I was lucky there to begin with."