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Opening the flask, Eron knelt down.

"Yup, we're lucky they're friendly. I'm going to tie this rope to a tree, and someone is going to come and help you down."

He handed her the flask and waited to see if she could drink by herself.

He waited for a second longer before getting up to tie the rope to the tree. One would think he wouldn't know much about this, but learning knots came from his old history obsession he had growing up. So he did (fortunately) have some knowledge of how to make a good knot that wouldn't come undone.

Giving a few good tugs, and once satisfied with what he saw, he tossed the rest of the rope over the edge.

"There," he was pleased, it was rare he had something he could do since coming here.

"They're elves, like yourself, but dark skinned and very well camouflaged into the terrain. At least judging from the way they dressed, really it wouldn't be that hard to sneak up on me considering it all," Eron admitted with a shrug.

He was after all a teacher, but he had, had students in the past who were very hard to sneak up on. Some of the... less bright students would make a bet to see who could sneak up on such students. This often ended in emergency visits to the ER.

Eron tapped his finger to his lip as to think some more.

"Oh! And they said some weird things before someone talked to me. I don't think they've ever seen anyone of my race, granted we don't know what races even exist in this world so..."

So for all he knew maybe there were only dark skinned elves in this world or something.

"Well... one asked... Common Tongue, I'm not sure what the question was. I'm assuming it's a language, but I don't know why they're asking about languages," Eron admitted.

That was the one that was out of context the most.

"The other one was... what is he? It wasn't... what race is he, it is, what is he, I thought that was kind of odd...."

Eron shrugged, he was just as clueless as she was about the comment.

"It was strange, they didn't say anything to me actually, only one person spoke for the whole group," he told her.

Which was probably the person who was coming up.

Eron thought about it, "I think so, they could have ambushed me at any time, and they didn't see you until you began to fall."

So the fact he hadn't been ambushed while drinking was a good sign.

"I think they're probably just as equally wary of us."

Eron tilted his head a bit, curiously because that comment told him a lot.

"Is this unusual?" he asked the man, "You seem so surprised by us."

It was supporting this idea that there weren't really many other races, or at least not his race in this world, but it also told him races traveling together (if there was more than elves) weren't common at all.

Eron tilted his head, and then looked at Shoneah. He also knew pride when he saw it, and knew it would gather them no friends. The chemistry teacher moved between the two, before Shoneah could be further insulted and their saviour further confused.

"We're not from this world," Eron explained quickly, "And we're not sure how we got here. The reason why we look so different is due to the world we're from."