At the physical contact, the woman winced, but did nothing until Per'dra released her hand. As the murmurs of discontent and distrust rippled through the group, she began massaging her forehead.
In reply to Tael, she said, "Leaderless? No. You have destination. Destination suggests leadership."
To Vakarr and Tegan she offered a smile. "Skilled, I am not."
Turning to Per'dra, she said, "You got nothing?" She murmured a few words in her strange language. "Your name, I now have. Per'dra." She smiled faintly. "Beautiful name. Only information I learned from you."
She began pacing again. "Purge has spread far. Yes, even here. Heading for Dark Elves next, if information accurate."
Her gaze turned back to Per'dra. "You asked earlier. The Network. The Spy from Nowhere. Zhaanain. All are one. I am representative. Akeirra, my name."