[@Thinslayer]
Laina looked up at the him with wonder as she took the rag from his calloused fingers.  He was truly a sight to behold of.  She found herself suddenly blushing and turned away, turning the rag around her pale fingers.  
[i]"Thank you Cap- uh, elf girl. What is your name, miss?" [/i] He says and Laina gives herself time to drag her gaze upwards to meet his, hoping that she wouldn't turn away and look like a total fool.
She wonders what he meant by Cap.  Was it a person? Why did he confuse her with "Cap"? Did it mean something like Captain or something else?  She kept her curiosity at bay though and gave him a smile.
[color=powderblue]"My name's Laina.  Laina Silverstide.  I'm the healer here.  What is your name?"[/color] Laina asks, the words tumbling out of her mouth. She might go and wash the bloody rag in the stream somewhere near, there must be one but she was curious of this Orc figure so she stayed, watching him with careful eyes and offering a weak smile every now and then.  
For an orc she thought he looked handsome and what's to say that Laina never liked handsome men?  Even though she never had a romantic love herself she was still allowed to gape all she want couldn't she?