Augusta was pleased to see her small elf companion again.  "Well, I was half hoping to catch you both together but I'm more than happy to talk to my favorite little Sirithen~."  The woman mentioned with a smile.  Talking to the girl felt like it took a nice load off her shoulders.  She walked into the room a small bit and noticed,  "She's a tough teacher? My, am I going to regret asking her to teach me some swordsmanship?"  The older elf mentioned aloud.  She sat on the bed next to the girl, curious to the look on her face.  "I don't know about you, but Octavia and I have been all over this place today and I have something I want to tell you, Isidore and Sorcha together later..."

Augusta paused, thinking about how to exactly ask it but found that being straightforward might be the best way to go about it.  "But enough about me.  "Something seems to be wrong.  Are you alright?  I might not be Sorcha but you can talk to me if something is wrong."  She wasn't exactly sure how the girl felt about her or if she trusted her enough to speak... But...  She had a bit of hope that the young elf would talk to her.  Especially with that nervous glance toward Octavia.