She looked up at him in awe. He was so... open. And still offering her kindness. It was strange to her. He didn't seem to intend any harm, but why her? What made him see her when no one else did?

"Detlef..." She repeated the name softly to herself. "I'm Kallian."

Nervously, she tucked a lock of hair behind one of her ears.
"I've had some training. 12 years of it. I had a mentor in the alienage who was Circle-trained, but she got away, and took me in. Taught me what she could. Made Kinloch Hold sound like Fort Drakon, though. Only a few people here know about... what you felt. Survival always used to mean that no one could know, and in many ways still does, though, ah... she disagrees with that."