If Herian is surprised, it doesn't register on her face. Neither is she scandalised by nudity; she simply sits and positions herself in such a way as to be endeavour to be helpful, and masks that she is faintly bemused by all these goings on. Sitting behind her there are more scars to witness - underneath the mass of her hair there are burn scars that wrap over her shoulder and reach towards her neck, and then tumble down the right side of her back. They are heaviest all around the shoulder and shoulder blade and at her ribs, before the trail downward lessens. Some parts are smooth, shiny things, but in a couple of areas the scars are more pitted and vicious.

"I escorted a group of elves to Halamshiral to meet with the Inquisition, and once their health was better restored and an Inquisition party with aid was travelling this way, I joined them hence. Better to ensure the safety of the group." Quiet, even, understated. She does not speak with grandeur or exaggerating how very noble her actions were. It is simply matter of fact, understated, even.

She doesn't turn to look up at Araceli - comfort with nudity does not bring with it the inclination to stare or look - but does angle her face very slightly more in her direction. "Spend you much time in Rivain?"