"Leave it to a human to go out with out the basics." the elf said with a shake of her head, "It's a wonder some live as long as they do and manage to bring the rest down." she says mostly to herself in the main dialect of<strong>Draconic</strong>.  Cortae rises, walking over to and behind the human girl, "Now dear, you really don't want him to help you." she whispers, "I could help you out." she says, placing a kiss on the back of Anya's neck, "Just you and me..."