The elven woman looked to Chloe and simply shook her head, though in a considerable manner to show gratitude for her concern.  She turned to the fire again tossing a handful of kindling in to keep it stoked.  It was always cold in the guild hall anyways, at least to her. How quaint she felt so warm though, and she was sure it wasn't the hearth.

The girl, Nira had only met her just this day, but just like that they were friends.  Chloe was a brilliant hunter and her skill with a bow, remarkable.  But there was...something else that drew the elf towards her besides fascination.  But what exactly?