( Well, she certainly does't need to write that down to make note of it. An infinitesimal shift in her posture, and a faint chime from her wings come, as well as a short breath of glowing mist, but it most likely won't be seen in the brighter light cast by the fire. Ever so slightly she leans in towards him. )

Thank you for this information. I will keep it in mind when talking to elves from your world.

I am certainly not your Keeper, and I cannot do magic, but if you ever wish to learn healing, such as it is in my world and how it can be applied here, I would be happy to give you some lessons. I am sure you could also provide me with some insight into how I might treat wounds of a magical nature.

( She smiles now. And after this offer, she does want to prod a bit further for knowledge's sake. ) But tell me, is 'Dalish' what you call modern elves? I think there was--some kind of schism in your people's history? I meet another elf with tattoos similar to yours. ( Gently, she raises a hand to cup her cheek. )