Dara nods in greeting to the newcomer, somehow choosing instead to focus her attention on Zame.  "Some are prejudiced against me kind," she says softly.  "You have no fear of magic, do you?"  Her dark eyes are inquisitive-- she seems only to be reassuring herself, or perhaps simply airing that which needs to be known, but still there's a glint of challenge in her eye.  "We must know each other if we are to work together."