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Ellandra nodded softly and went to get some water for the noble; she knew that he very much needed it. It took only a momnt to get the order, and she hurried back to the bench where the man still sat, looking so exhausted that most of her fear fled.

"H-here, sir," she said quietly, holding out the water to him, a gentle smile crossing her features. He was intimidating, yes, but he was still an injured man, and in some ways he was less frightening than she'd originally believed him to be. "You don't need t-to pay me back, though - it's only water, after all."

She wasn't sure what else he might want or need, but she would stay with him until he was safely taken care of. She wasn't very good help, no, but she was better than none at all.

Surely that much was true, at least?

Ellandra nodded meekly at the noble's reference to history, and frowned worriedly when he brought up initial first aid. "I - I don't mind, sir, I - I'm in no hurry today," she said quietly, sitting next to him on the bench, a respectuful difference away but close enough that she would still be able to assist him.

She watched him through wide, grey eyes, wondering if he would speak again or if she should speak first. At last, she decided to just go ahead and ask. "What d-do you need me to do to help you, sir?"

She wasn't aware of specifics, unfortunately, but was becoming better adept at handling emergencies of various levels thanks to her blossoming relationship with Faolan. That thought led to another - this man owned the Life Essentials shop, so Faolan must have met him at some point. She wondered what the fortune-teller thought of this noble. . .

Not that it mattered now, but her thoughts kept straying back to Faolan at the strangest of times.

And this most definitely counted as a strange time to be having thoughts about him, what with an injured and bleeding noble sitting next to her. Right, back on track.

"I - I mean, obviously we need to stop the bleeding from th-the cut you have, sir, but I'm not aware of how much aid y-you'll need from me in tending to it," she said quietly, leaving unspoken the words 'and how much aid you'll accept'.

Ellandra bit her lip a little when she saw the sheer amount of blood the noble had lost - no wonder the man had been so, well, out-of-it when she'd first run into him. She hadn't ever seen so much bloodloss before, never in her life! . . . So why was there this little niggling feeling of yes she had?

Never mind, that was far from important. She nodded and did as the noble instructed. She hated the fact that this was causing him -anyone- pain, but steeling herself on the fact that if she didn't cause him discomfort, it wouldn't be anywhere near tight enough to stop the bleeding. It took her longer than she would have liked, but that was more because she wanted to make sure it was tight enough without being overtight.

Once she finished, she moved away as quickly as she could, returning to the personal boundary the man had clearly set out. "There, sir," she said quietly - and thankfully for them both, she was sure, clearly. "Is there. . . anything else you need my help with before we. . . continue?" She asked hesitantly, always wary of offending, of overstepping her boundaries, always, always.

"Of course, sir," Ellandra said. Why wouldn't she continue to accompany him? Bleeding stopped or not, she still felt he needed someone to ensure that he made it home safely.

She hadn't blushed - well, maybe a little, but not nearly as much as she usually did - when he smiled at her, and she knew that it was because, in her eyes, he just couldn't compare to Faolan.

Yes, she was biased. She didn't care in the least.

"Shall . . . we go, then, sir?"

Ellandra had a hard time keeping up with the pace the much-taller person was setting, but she didn't voice any complaints - he needed to get to his home quickly, after all, to get his injuries treated properly.

Though if he could keep up this pace, he was in better shape - or, perhaps just more stubborn - than she had expected. Still, she'd given him her word and she intended to see her promise through. That didn't mean she was very capable of speaking at the moment, though, so she simply nodded in response to his directivee to call him by name - she wasn't sure she could, anyway; it went against her personality to address someone she didn't know in such a familiar manner.

Idly, her thoughts strayed to Faolan and what he was doing.

Probably getting drunk with the clowns or sneaking twinkie dogs, knowing him.

Ellandra might have been a bit awed by the enormity of her surroundings, but grandeur had never been as intimidating to her as people were, so it wasn't overwhelming.

Actually, she was more surprised he had let her in the gate - she hadn't thought her accompanying him back would mean he'd let her onto his grounds; after all his staff would be more helpful than she had been, and she really hadn't done anything but shadow him anyway.

Though, if he had left her outside the gate, she probably would have wandered off until she could find somewhere to sit down and rest; the noble - Banning, wasn't it? - set a rather grueling pace for someone as tiny and weighed down by heavy, restrictively overmodest clothing as she was.

She thought about giving him a response to his statement, but decided she was entirely too out-of-breath to be able to make a coherent sentence, and he seemed to prefer speech without stutters. Instead, she simply nodded uncertainly - the crystal pendant around her neck bobbling a little with the motion - and continued to follow him, looking rather like a mouse or a sparrow on the verge of bolting or flying away.

Ellandra squeaked, completely and utterly at a loss for words and floundering in uncertainty quite suddenly. What was she supposed to say to this woman without seeming rude or - or interested in Banning? She chewed her lip anxiously, grabbing for her pendant and starting to roll it around between her fingers.

"U-um..." She stuttered before closing her mouth, her eyes wide with anxiety.

What should she do?

What could she do?

She didn't know.