Cynn Ellime
The words of the woman in the chair startled Cynn. It made sense that she would be brought into the infirmary if harmed, but she felt alright, albeit a bit tired. Maybe this woman, this room, even, was another hallucination; an inception-like scenario. It dawned on her that she didn't know what this "inception" was, and the fact that she had thought it up made her more certain of the idea that this could be another hallucination. Still, the girl seemed friendly enough, and Cynn did have a vague recollection of fighting a man in the dining hall. What harm could be done by engaging the woman?
Cynn looked her up and down, taking note of her odd hair color and her...less than subtle chest. In fact, she was quite beautiful, and the elf almost wanted to just stare at her a while longer, but the realization that she had been asked a question and did not know the nurse's name cut that short.
"Um..." she said after several seconds of silence. "May I have s-some...water...please... I-I'm sorry, I-I...don't know your name." Cynn blushed and looked down at her lap, avoiding looking at the girl for fear that she might ogle.