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Elevainia nodded to Atalil's words of worry. She could tell he was regretful, but respected her wishes. She felt a little empty and a bit insecure that she was no longer under his protection. As he left the ship, Elevainia headed over next to the male Altmer. Atalil assigned him in charge, so he must be experienced. She found comfort being near people she thought she could be safe around. As the ship started to sail, she looked back at the port. The tall Thalmor General stared at the ship in longing. Elevainia returned her gaze to the sea below her, she welcomed the felling of relief as she was getting away from his over-protectiveness and suffocating.

Elevainia's thoughts were interrupted when the Male Altmer, Nirrarien, she believed spoke to her, "I hope you are not as shy as they."
Elevainia chuckled as she looked to the other two and back to him, "I do believe shy is an understatement. I will not ignore you though, I just need some time to cope with this. I just haven't been around others for awhile. I'm sure you can help ease my uneasiness though." She giggled to hide her nerves, she never was very good at talking to others, at least for as long as she could remember.