Lyra smiled when Velenne asked about her own life around this town. She was the one typically listening to others and offering guidance, not being considered or being the subject of another person's interest.

Well... not totally true... Kheven seemed very interested in Lyra lately. She smirked. She knew he had ulterior motives, and she didn't exactly disagree with them. But that was a different situation than just simply meeting a new friend.

Velenne had innocently flipped the script on Lyra and the priestess found herself eager to open up to the stoic half-elf.

"Come on," began Lyra when the early evening shadows started to get long within the shop. "I'll lock up and show you a bit of the town."

Velenne grinned and gave one curt nod. "Good."

"And then we'll find some place to eat... What kind of food do you like?"

"Any," Velenne replied with a mild grin.

"Simple enough," observed Lyra, "And then we'll have to find you a place to stay... and get a hot bath..."

Lyra came to realize that she found it difficult to talk about herself, and habitually turned the page back to Velenne.