[center][color=purple][i][h1]Mellifleur[/h1][/i][/color][/center]
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Indeed, Mellifleur would be jesting with the gods themselves if she admitted she expected the Nem to be completely fine with the act of lifting them up with such haste. Indeed the giant had remained [i]dead[/i] still and without so much as a flinch, as Mellifleur tried, and waited for the girl to pick out a quest.

Only to be promptly interrupted by the arrival of yet another Nem! Well, she liked to believe she was approachable by those of Nem-orientation because of her lack of stature. Though she would never consider that because she hanged around her companion, an absolute tower of a human who made quite the noise when moving inside buildings unless she actively told him not to do that. She was about to speak up, To make a great speech about how she'd love to accept it! and to join him.

But then the Nem started talking to each other. But only after her first Nem compatriot did such a spectacular leap off the top of Raphael, whom once again did not flinch for why would they, The Nem was like a feather atop a strong stone pillar. Mellifleur was going to give it a clap, but that would be an interruption of their conversation, and she was told not to be too rude when people were talking. Now they were talking in a tongue she didn't understand! How could she so swiftly and effortlessly pick up the conversation if she didn't know what was being said.

Still it seemed her friend was called Nefrena, and she can now avoid having to ask awkwardly who the female nem was! She didn't know who the other guy was in name but she'd pretend like she did, though she had somewhat of an inkling that she shouldn't stand too close to him in battle. Given the way he was speaking... Still! Hot iron time to strike. She was going to give an eloquent speech about how she'd help.

"Sure! I'd love to help!" She said awkwardly fast and without any grace to her tone, Her loudness being one thing, but in reality she was kicking herself. Could she truely not come up with anything in the milliseconds of having the thought to help. Poor show. 

"That is to say, I would be happy to accompany you on the quest." She said trying to salvage her ego from the her embarrassing display of a lack of finesse with people. "When do we depart for it?"

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