The woman's eyes unfocus, and then re-focus again.<br/><br/>"Um, what gift?" She seems shaken, and turns to Auntie. "What gift is she speaking of?"<br/><br/>The elder cleric looks at you, and then back at the Oracle.<br/><br/>"Oh dear... Miss, you just told her she was wearing a gift of the Storm." The elderly cleric shakes her head, and puts the back of her hand against the oracle's forehead. "Lisra, I think she's even less polished than I'd thought. She's very cold..."<br/><br/>Auntie turns to you after ushering the girl down by the fire pit.<br/><br/>"We may have to part ways sooner than I thought, my dear. She's not having an easy time with the transition."