Leander tried to shut his eyes but felt her watching him even then. It was like he was some kind of tarnished statue of sorts or some kind of appetizing dish almost the way she looked at him. It was a touch creepy but it was to be expected if elves did not exist in this part of the world anymore and here a real elf was before her there was bound of be curiosity backed by fascination. She found his skin quite warm to the touch and muscles very firm upon her hand. Leander paid it no mind for now as he relaxed under her touch showing trust towards her since she had said they were safe here and she was there to make sure he would heal. Maybe in time he might be able to speak with one of them fluently if there was more like Xeola whom could speak sylvan.