Sharee listened to the Bosmer’s explanation of her knowledge as they walked back to Leyawiin, not really paying attention to what Kayal or the other one were doing. It seemed she didn’t know much beyond basic logic, which could be good and bad. It meant she was even more…impressionable, but it also meant a lot more work on Sharee’s part. If she knew how to fight, though, she could be of some use. 

“Hmm, you really don’t know much then, do you? By those tattoos on you, and the fact that you’re a Bosmer, I’m guessing you’re from Valenwood. Beyond that, though, it’s anyone’s guess. I’m also guessing you don’t know much about how to behave in an Imperial city, so you might want to follow my lead. If you see a guard, one of those armed men or women in a uniform, it’s best to keep your distance. Most of them won’t do anything to you if you don’t do anything wrong, but some of them can get pretty power-hungry and like exerting that “power” over others. You also might not want to talk too much to strangers until you learn more about what is acceptable or not. We’re in Cyrodiil, a province under the control of the Empire, and these Imperials can get offended over the strangest things. They’re very formal about how you’re supposed to do things. As far as you’re name goes, you’ll need something Bosmer-sounding. Something to help you blend in. Hmm, what’s a good one? What about…Allaina? Yeah, I think that sounds decent. Bosmer don’t have surnames, right?” Sharee said, not actually expecting an answer on her last question. They were getting close to Leyawiin, at which point Sharee intended to guide the girl straight to her room. She didn’t want anyone else distracting her until she could talk to her some more.