[gremlin]

It was good that Rhyldrin had numbed her wound taking away any pain from him tending to the wound. If she had felt him piercing her skin with the needle she might have felt sick. She didn't do too well with having her wounds treated or having wounds to begin with. Perhaps that was another reason why she avoided conflict with others.

Judith felt less nervous when Rhyldrin told her that the other two Dark Elves were alright to talk to. Though she didn't feel completely comfortable yet, she didn't even fully trust Rhyldrin yet even though he had just tended to her wounds. The war had done that to her, she felt as if she couldn't trust anyone as easily as she use to. Judith couldn't even bring herself to trust her own kind, she had her reasons of course. She was surprised that she didn't hate Light Elves by now or even Dark Elves from her experiences with them in the war. Though she continued to remind herself that not all of them were the same.

Judith sat up when Rhyldrin left her side, she hung her legs over the side of the bed and let out a sigh. "That's comforting," she said and smiled at the woman, she really did mean that. It was good to hear a Dark Elf say that. Though Rhyldrin helping her was certainly proof enough. Despite how he had wanted to kill her just the other day and do other things as well. "If it helps not all Light Elves wish to do harm to Dark Elves." she added, Judith looked at the man who stood by the woman. "Can I really slap him if he bothers me?" she asked and laughed quietly, she was only joking and hoped that the man took it as one.

"Food does sound good but I really don't want to bother Rhyldrin," she said and smiled weakly at the two. Though that didn't stop the woman from bothering Rhyldrin about it. "Though if he doesn't mind cooking then that would be good and I will eat." really Judith felt as if she could fall into the bed and sleep for days without waking. Her eyes felt heavy and were unbelievably sore.