Elle bit the inside of her cheek and her eyes darted toward her tall mer companion briefly when the blacksmith mentioned the dragonborn. She had just discovered this about herself the day before, she didn't feel ready to swing that title around. Sure, maybe it would have gotten her better treatment, but it could be dangerous too. She felt it wiser to remain as anonymous as possible at this time.

She smiled when the blacksmith relented, and although it wasn't immediate, it was better than waiting for weeks. [color=00B2EE]"Thank you,"[/color] she said before Nil's clipped reply followed. 

It had to be very odd for a stranger to look at the pair from the outside, considering how opposite they were. She was a human girl nearly half his size and he had horns curling from the top of his head, she had noticed some raised eyebrows but hadn't paid it any mind. They were an unconventional duo, but she was grateful to have him at her side. He certainly wasn't coy, but his confidence made her feel safer than she would have otherwise. She couldn't imagine trying to do this alone.

In the mean time, she did end up purchasing a steel sword with the coin she had found in the barrows and trading in the iron sword she had been carrying around since Helgen. It wasn't anything fancy, but it would do the job.

As Nil turned and stalked away, Elle gave the blacksmith an apologetic shrug before turning and trotting after Nil. [color=00B2EE]"We could check the General Goods store for more suitable armor? Anything is better than that cuirass,"[/color] she suggested as she fell into step beside him, nearly running to keep up with his long stride, [color=00B2EE]"I'm sure she'll have it done by the time we return from High Hrothgar, and I'm assuming we won't be fighting dragons between now and then,"[/color] she said, although she wasn't so sure about that last bit. With her luck, there would be a hoard led by the black dragon from Helgen waiting for them at the top of the mountain. 

As the approached the center of town, she cast a look over at him. [color=00B2EE]"Besides,"[/color] she added, her tone taking on a lighter more jesting sound [color=00B2EE]"Yellow isn't really your color."[/color] between his storm grey skin and the dandelion of the cloth, he looked like a depressed bumblebee.