Sun stared at her, sighing.

"I'm not pitying you." He said, forcing the gold into her hands. "I'm trying to HELP you." He confirmed, looking at her eyes. His own eyes were...soft, but had a kind fire in them. "It's not because you're en elf, I would help anybody if they were sitting out in the rain. Because I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I heard you DID get sick later on." He told her....never breaking his smile.

[i]Catiel[/i]

He said the name in his head over and over again. It was a nice name..maybe using it would help.
"Catiel, please. I know we don't know each other, but I know when a person needs some help when I see it. Just take the money, go to the inn, and we never have to see each other again." After a few moment, he closed his eyes, nodded, and added one more word.

"...Please."