"Sit still then!" the she-elf quipped at him irritably. "I didn't wrap that up for you to tear it off in five seconds. You're lucky to be alive, indeed." she confirmed, still eyeing him warily. Her gaze flitted frantically towards the path she had come down. There could be others nearby, the patrols would have started by now, now that the sun was up. 
"You need to be quiet, if anyone finds you here it'll be both our heads, understand?" she still wasn't sure if this was a good idea, but it seemed her better nature and morals had gotten the better of her yet again. [i]It's not for long,[/i] she reminded herself. [i]you'll tend him till he recovers and then he can get lost.[/i]

His language confirmed her earlier suspicions, this was indeed a Drow from the underworld. She had never seen one come this close to their borders before, and as she considered this for a moment an uneasy feeling stirred in her gut. She should leave him to rest, but her curiosity got the better of her and she knew she would not let it be until she had asked, so she might as well get it over with.
"What's a Drow doing on the surface world, at any rate?" she arched one slender eyebrow at him quizically as she rose to her feet and returned to the stream to wash his blood off her hands.