<strong>Leander</strong><br/><br/>She shook her head slightly, at a loss for what he was trying to say. "Pale Woman?" She repeated, her thick accent drenching the sylvan with the snake tongue. After some contemplation, Xeola pointed to the Elf, "Pale" then back to herself, "Woman!"<br/><br/>Then she watched his gestures, mimicking them with her own, "Where?"<br/><br/>She was eager to help him, but simply wasn't picking up quite what the Elf was trying to convey... "Where!" She repeated, throwing her arms out as before. The short-haired girl put her hands upon the elf's chest, "Elf. Pale. Leander." Then back to her own, "Human/Slave. Woman. Xeola!"<br/><br/>"Sa?" She asked with wide eyes and an expectant smile.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Not too bright. &lt;.&lt;</div></div>