[These retainers had the potential to be useful. She would have to see about assuring that she received one that could be made proper use of, while also being trustworthy enough to keep physically near her. A matter for later.
First... She had to ascertain what the other Kenoma had to offer.
So she follows Emet-Selch's retainer to the training grounds. He'll see a petite, unassuming slip of a woman, noticably underweight and malnourished, with sallow skin, dull hair, and somewhat deadened eyes above deep bags under her eyes. But when she is pointed to the man she's come to meet by his servant... a slight, somewhat awkward smile appears on her face, and she raises a hand (with two splinted fingers) to offer in a handshake.]
You must be Emet-Selch... Sir?
[Until she understood better... manners were the safest route.]
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First... She had to ascertain what the other Kenoma had to offer.
So she follows Emet-Selch's retainer to the training grounds. He'll see a petite, unassuming slip of a woman, noticably underweight and malnourished, with sallow skin, dull hair, and somewhat deadened eyes above deep bags under her eyes. But when she is pointed to the man she's come to meet by his servant... a slight, somewhat awkward smile appears on her face, and she raises a hand (with two splinted fingers) to offer in a handshake.]
You must be Emet-Selch... Sir?
[Until she understood better... manners were the safest route.]