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Elevainia smiled at her touch. She giggled to the little joke she had made. Elevainia had been examining this woman, she looked as if she were highly respected and acquired great skills, while Elevainia's skills were that of a thief and how to heal others. Allena, even looked a few new leaves younger than herself. Elevainia began to compare herself to this woman, her clothes were neat and flawless, her stature and posture were perfect. Elevainia looked to the clothing she had decorated herself in. The only thing that covered her torso happened to be a piece of fur, half of her legs were covered with a common pair of pants she just tore to make it easier to move in, and then a pair of measly fur boots wrapped her feet.

She thought she must've looked like a beggar or someone of low priority. She had hidden her red eye behind her bangs now, in shame someone would ridicule her for it. To cheer herself up, she quickly reassured herself that she wore this since her body was too weak and slender to wear Armour. She had also told herself that she had dresses to wear in holds or towns.

Elevainia's emotions raged from happy to worry in a few seconds, as Allena was having one of the worst coughing fits she had ever witnessed. When Allena had apologized for it, she giggled softly, "Don't take my outburst as rude or disrespectful," she had presented all of her scars to the Thalmor, "But apologizing for this impairment, for having been birthed early, is alike if I were to apologize for all of these scars I have, that an unknown creature had bestowed on my body. There is nothing to be ashamed about what you have been born with." Elevainia said in high hopes of comforting the embarrassed Altmer. Elevainia began to relax as her words flowed with ease. She hoped this woman would accept her friendship.