<div class="floatright">(http://simg4.gelbooru.com//images/3f/fe/3ffe2f332392f92c1bd437e292054f42.png?3109464)<br/>Nyci Nackle (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=768133)</div><br/>Nyci grins as the human finally begins eating the gruel, a hand patting the woman's shoulder. She starts to stand before pausing and crouching back beside Sophia. "Nyci Nackle! I'd say it's a pleasure but these are... not good situations." She leans into the touch before with a grin leaning up and running her tongue along one of Sophia's fingers.<br/><br/>She does slump slightly before peering around the cell, her golden gaze taking in the various inhabitants of the prison. "Slaves. We're all slaves here. For work. For amusement. For pain. For Pleasure. For sacrifice... Kinda any reason a sadistic, oddly coloured elf would want a slave."<br/><br/>