Forest of Nightmares
Oh. The way the Illithid said it, it was as if Helzebeth was making him feel rejected in her mind's space. The fatigue from her crying did wash away her senses of anger and pride for a while, and now she knew his intentions were not to harm or ridicule her in any way. Inwardly, even, a pang of guilt welled up.
"It is invasive to enter a person's plane of thought just like this," she began, "but I know now you mean no ill-will. Please be assured, I mean you none in return either. You said that you're a Scholar Knight? Personally I would have been honored to be one of that order... But fate-- or whatever it is-- chose and set for me a different path." The ranger stood up now, looking Blue in the eye as though she were regarding a friend or a fellow fighter. "I suppose now is not the time, but I do wish to get to know you better-- perhaps under more favorable circumstances." Helze bowed her head gracefully, like one of royal status might have.