The girl stares down at the floor, halfheartedly performing her morning chore of sweeping, and does not seem to hear Kurell approach. When the dark elf grips her shoulder, she jumps a little, letting out a small whimper, and looks at him dully for a moment. Her eyes widen a bit as she notices his black skin; dark elves are far from common in this land, and most people know of them only as monsters from folk tales.