What an odd boy. She starts to walk away, but some nagging feeling in the back of her mind makes her stop after only a few steps. She turns and narrows her eyes at him, trying to place him and coming up empty-handed. Strangers in Kirkwall rarely offer strangers, much less elven strangers, the time of day. And they definitely don't care about their well-being or give their home address for no reason.

"Who are you?"