Ellyra sucked in her breath and it hissed between her teeth. She tried as best as she could to regain her composure, but for a woman who felt everything abruptly and out in the open, it was difficult to do. [say]"Safrin."[/say] she breathed out, her voice barely above a whisper. Pink rushed to her cheeks and she cleared her throat, swinging but missing for dainty. [say]"Thank you...thank you for meeting me."[/say] She let her eyes quickly drop to what she had brougt, remembering her offering. [say]"These are for you!"[/say]
Ellyra quickly grabbed for what she had brought and lifted them up to the star incarnate. A light cream scarf, a carving of an ornate dragon, and a bouquet of fragrant flowers that cost far too much for the vagabond.
