The look on Vasran's face turned more wary. Privately trained. Free mage. She'd never heard it described like that.

When the other elf looked up again, however, she swallowed, schooling her features back into an expression of passive, uncomfortable nausea. It wasn't hard.

"Of course." If she tried to do anything magical, Vasran might object — but she'd only offered her water. No harm done, and no need to refuse the help being given. "Thank you..."

She trailed off, prompting for a name.