<br/>Saenaelith regarded Cassidy and took a moment to consider his words before nodding slightly and replying with her soft slow wispy words.<em>“Some call me Witch yes, I serve the magic of wyld and old ways.  Neither weal or woe are my intent I walk between clipping the roots of imbalance fighting that which has no place in the world, that is what brings me here foul demons taint my home and I search for the knowledge and understanding to restore the balance once more.  Thank you for your acceptance, but I must seek to blend in to better acclimate my self with others if I am to be of service.” <br/></em><br/>She glanced back to Laurel when she answered her and took on a concerned expression at her awkward demeanour.<em>“I am sorry if I have made you feel awkward but I do not wish to seek to employ you, I wish your wisdom and will gladly reward you for it you seam like one who is wise in the ways of places such as this and perhaps you can point out how I might better put myself across to others.”    </em><br/><br/>When Zaraniel yelled out Saenaelith jumped out of her seat a hand reaching over her shoulder to rest upon the handle of the out of place exotic blade sheathed upon her back.  She stood motionless for a moment unblinking unmoving and then with a twitch of her ears and glance about the room she sat back down. She glanced back between Cassidy and Laurel and bowed her head in slight shame<em>“I apologise,  I am unused to such things my instincts get the better of me sometimes I was raised to be one with the wood not the city. I think that our presence is requested elsewhere however.”</em><br/><br/>She glanced between the two of them curiously as if pondering something else and then spoke once more.<em> “Is that normal ?”  </em><br/>