The half elf quirked her brow at the mention of her ears, her hands reaching up to touch the offending body parts through the hood. She grunted in response, not bothering to answer his question, yet curious as to his appreciation of them. They offered up nothing but betrayal...at least when she was dressed...and she had always wished they were small...like a humans. With a slight shake of her head, she crouched down to pick up her weapons, strapping the leather belt holding them around her waist. Her boots she tied together, placing them over her shoulder as she looked to the knight.
There was again a hint of a smile on her lips as Wilhelm admitted to liking the short outfits, something that El had already assumed. She never considered her looks as pleasing or otherwise, but it was no mystery that men liked to look at almost any woman when she was undressed. El had already had to deal with that fact many times when she wanted to bathe. She had found evenings to be best..right around midday when most people were eating. ...and up until recently it had served her well.
As the knight went on to explain how he chose the armor, El nodded, his reasoning making sense to her. If he could only conjure things he was familiar with, then it made sense that the more revealing female outfits would hold his attention. Such a male thing. But more than anything, she was interested in the Guild of Thieves he had mentioned. She gave him a questioning look, but held her tongue, listening closely as he conjured up another mount.
The words replayed in El's head as she slipped her extra footwear onto the horse’s saddle, following behind Wilhelm as he pulled himself into the saddle. She took his outstretched hand and copied him, slipping her foot into the stirrup and using him for leverage as she positioned herself in front.
“To the oak tree,” she responded when he asked where to, “...the one you were hiding under while I bathed.” She chuckled, then shifted a bit to get more comfortable, looking over her shoulder at him when he asked about her decision regarding her fate. Blushing lightly at his casually tossed in tease, she bit into her lower lip as she regarded him. “It’s you I worry about,” she said, but her expression showed humor. “As for my decision...I...umm...I’m not sure. I’d rather not go back to the streets...but it would be easier for you. Taking me along...wouldn’t that be a bother?” She didn’t have any skills that he could use, she didn’t even know how to cook well. What little she had learned was mostly forgotten...things taught to her when she was just a young girl. Trying not to think too hard on her past, she decided to be blunt.
“If I did go with you...what would you have me do? ...and why would you want me along?”
The second question was of more interest to her...just what would make the knight offer her such an option. She could understand if he was going back to the Imperial City...where she was sure there was a bounty on her head. But to fight a dragon...it just didn’t make sense...unless he saw in her the half elf he had mentioned? Maybe they had a history. She cleared her throat nervously, turning forward and grabbing onto the horse’s mane.
“Is it because of the girl...the other halfling...that was a thief like me? Is that why you offered to take me along?”
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