So Many Bees

Lia looked at the younger woman's face, and then to the guards. Did you murder someone? Or your leader? Her mild Orlesian accent was more pronounced when around those who weren't from the same place as her, she noted with mild annoyance, she didn't like it in such an intimate setting -- when she was out in public, it helped hide her, keep her from being too noticeable by many of the Tevinters she had been around. Only Tiberus and Enzo hadn't immediately dismissed her for her oddness in the land. She felt eyes on her, as she moved to where she could see better, raising a brow at the guards.

Well then, I'll come closer to you, I'd rather not like to yell. She moved closer, but she was still out of arm reach, it would give them enough time to react, and to be fair to the young woman, Lia didn't think she would attack her. Regardless of what the crime had been. I've not tried to leave, I have no where else to go right now, my family home was overrun by Blight. It was matter of fact, even if she felt the tears threaten again. She didn't need to burden the younger woman with details, it looked like she was in rough shape as it was. I can read, and write. I can also heal, would you like me to try and take care of those bruises?

Lia touched her face, under her eyes, where the scratch marks were, her face drawn some at how much it had to hurt. I'm not that good at it yet, but I can usually take care of scratches and bruises.

@Novella Tilani