"Naelor

The half-elf takes a look at the rather red girl in front of him. "About twenty minutes ago I came inside here, needed my maul to be repaired. May I ask why you are here?" Completly oblivious to the situation he follows that up with "Why are you so red?" 

The blacksmith then taps on his shoulder and hands him his enormous maul and Naelor thanks him. Looking back at the young girl in front of him, awaiting an answer"

 Just in the IC