Desdemona shivered as Kane approached and when he leaned in, she held her breath. While he was walking back, she sighed and shook a bit, looking up at the ceiling. Her head snapped over to look at whoever called out to her. She practically ran over to the boy. "Ah, different language? Must be a pain to get people to know what you're saying. Anyway, thanks for the save, but before we go jumping to conclusions, what sort of favor would it be? I like my details juicy and fresh.", she said, smiling a bit.