"Really?"  Galiena was pleasantly surprised at the offer and not about to turn it down, and not simply to save her boots five miles of wear.  She'd heard that some mages learned how to teleport, but had never experienced it first hand and was quite curious to see how exactly it worked.  

She stepped after the dark elf, pushing aside any misgivings she might have.  "It's much appreciated, Iraetria."  She wondered idly about the relationship between the dark elf and the count.  The boy Tristan, whether he had intended to or not, seemed to suggest they were more than simply friends.  Perhaps this was simply an excuse for the dark elf to pay the count another visit.

She pushed those thoughts away, reminding herself it was none of her business.  "Do I...  do I need to hold on to something?  I've never done this before," she admitted.