At Arma's comment about her hair, Eloween gave a small, nervous chuckle. It was the laugh of someone who was obviously not used to compliments. Compliments on her skill, or on a job she had done particularly well? Occasionally. Compliments on her appearance? Almost never. In fact, when it came to her hair specifically, she always felt a little embarrassed. It was much less common these days, but purple pets could occasionally have orange spots or patches, as evidenced by the small freckles Eloween had on her face. A whole head of orange hair like she had, however, was a very extreme version of this, and Eloween hadn't met or heard of any other pet that looked similar. She'd never really been made fun of for it, at most she'd receive a strange look or a raised eyebrow, but she had been encouraged since a young age to keep it covered while she was out in the wilderness, as it wasn't exactly great for camouflage. That was why she wore a hood, and after a while, she found herself wearing it even when in towns, cities or at the farm. It was just easier, and she certainly didn't miss the odd looks it earned her. For someone to outright comment on her hair, let alone say they liked it, was something she wasn't accustomed to. Unable to think of any other response, Eloween simply muttered a 'thank you' to Arma before taking another bite of her food.
Meanwhile, Ferrin seemed to recognize the name of her hometown, though didn't seem to know anything else about it. She supposed that wasn't unusual, it wasn't exactly a place many people were likely to pass through, and she would have recognized if Ferrin had ever been there himself. Someone like him would definitely have stood out. He also didn't seem too unimpressed by her skill set, even admitting it would be very useful. Eloween supposed if both Ferrin and Arma were more close-range fighters, an archer and a healer would likely be welcome among them. She found herself relaxing slightly, and once she had finished chewing on her food, she gave a low nod towards her companions. "I promise I'll do all I can to help you both," she said seriously. She then added, in a slightly quieter tone. "And I'll try not to slow you down."
Still sat by Eloween's chair, Wyler suddenly made a small sound, causing Eloween to turn her head towards her. The gallion was looking up at her ranger, her tail lashing side-to-side with impatience. Eloween frowned at her. "What is it?" she asked. Wyler gave a snort and nodded her head towards the plate of food in front of the ixi. "Oh!" Eloween understood. She glanced around at the castle staff, and awkwardly waved at one. "Erm, excuse me... c-can I have an extra plate for, err..." She gestured at Wyler, who would give any staff member who looked in her direction a very pointed glare.
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