Odd.

Something was obviously not quite right with the bashful teen. The manner in which she had recoiled at Lilly’s approach... had this girl been abused? Neglected? Or maybe Lilthis was much more daunting than she realized. Most weren’t intimidated by the alluring and thin dark elf woman.

She tried to put herself in the younger gal’s shoes. If she was dazed and confused and then approached by a strange older woman she may have felt uneasy at that age too.

As the rain continued to pollute the pair’s surroundings the youth referred to Lilly by her false surname and explained, “tell me everything you know. What year is it? What major world events have taken place? Do you know of a –“, the sandy skinned one crashed into Lilthis.

Instinctively she wrapped the girl in her arms as she collapsed trying to plead for help. The impact knocked Lilly a bit off balance, causing her to go down to her own knees with the girl. The Aleran did manage to keep her makeshift umbrella over the youth, continuing to shield her from at least some of the rain.

The soil they fell into was damp. No longer dirt but not quite wet enough to form mud just yet.

“Shh, try not to talk. You are not well,” she said, trying to conceal her cluelessness. Despite the numerous subjects the dark elf prodigy had studied, medicine was not one of them. What to do to remedy memory loss was sorely lacking from her knowledge. Lilthis reasoned that answering her questions may help jog her memory.

She did not follow world events or politics too closely, they were traditionally dull subjects in her opinion. Still, the shaded elf informed her delirious guest of a few recent events and very obviously stated the year, “...does any of that ring a bell?”

As another clap of thunder struck in the distance every scenario to help the disoriented girl began to run through Lilly’s mind. Can she walk? Should I go and get help? I hope she doesn’t vomit. I do not like vomit.

Please don’t vomit, she thought one last time.