Of Forest Elves and Humes. (Humans)

[Lilthis]

Obviously he was struggling with what he believed to be inevitable. Lilly picked up on it, the tree elf did not want to discuss his father any further. She allowed that conversation to sink into the floor as he changed subjects.

“I enjoyed the food,” she replied in a satisfactory manner. Lilly’s heart rate slowed and her mind calmed as her thoughts traveled away from subduing the taller elf’s father. Her gaze adjusted back up towards Elthas as she spoke, “I liked the fruit the most. Thank you again for having me.” She placed both hands into her pockets and reclined into a cushioned chair near the oaken table. Her head tilted back and slate eyelids shut as she allowed her thinking to ease.

The dark elf took in a deep, purposed, breath. There are some who enjoy moments like this, alone with thoughts to relax and organize themselves. Lilly could not stand it. She needed to distract herself with a goal or cause. When she was alone she blueprinted designs for some new creation or traced the steps required for assembling watches or engines. Anything to snuff out wayward thoughts. They could be unpredictable, they could force her to think about matters best left alone.

Opening her icy pupils the young woman rose to attention. She stared intently at Elthas. “Your home is nice, I hope I’m not being a bother, your brother seemed eager to discuss something with you,” she was ready to engage in some form of productivity to settle her nerves. She had vomited out that last sentence, subtlety was not one of her strengths.

Lilly stretched her arms towards the ceiling and yawned. It had been a long journey to the elven village, taking a brief rest was nice. She was, however, anxious to see what this taller elf was planning with his brother.