Olive perked up as someone else stepped close to speak to her. He had a similar elven physiology, save for dark blue skin, which struck her as a bit odd...though [i]everything[/i] here was odd in some way or another. [color=666688]"Hey, ease up. Not like things can get any worse. Does physical relationship factor in here? If thats so, we could be cousins."[/color]

Olive stammered for a moment, unable to focus on finding the English speaking part of her brain with a strange creature in her face. Eventually, she found that casually closing her eyes and brushing hair out of her face to (poorly) feign nonchalance worked to help her train of thought. [color=fdc68a]"I-I, ah...ahem, I don't know. I'm still...adjusting. You're new here, too?"[/color] She paused, then, [color=fdc68a]"You do bring up a good point, though. Do I have, l-like...elf-parents? Are they like my real parents, or...just some people I don't know? Was this elf I am now somebody else before I died? Did I just [i]take[/i] someone's bo--"[/color] Olive closed her eyes and let out a sharp breath. She took a few moments to regain her composure, then craned her neck up and shouted toward Willow. [color=fdc68a]"Do we have families here?"[/color] A simple question, but one that'd likely have an interesting answer, no matter which way you slice it.