The Wicked Day [Open!]

Phoebe blinked in surprise when he offered his arm, yet knew it impolite to refuse. Once he found out her lack of status he may regret his cordiality. Nonetheless she took his harm with delicate hands, carefully guiding him back towards the town. He thanked her and she smiled up at him - quite a bit up no less! There were few who her this much taller than her! "Of course! I am happy to help. Many here have been through a similar circumstance, myself included." she said kindly. Phoebe allowed a moment of silence to pass before speaking conversationally. "So the place you come from is called Camelot? A kingdom I presume?" she said with a smile. "I was from a kingdom called Northwind, though I was sent to a smaller refuge known as Northaven to avoid the wars going on before finding myself here." she chattered, finding areas where they might connect to give him a sense of normalcy and comfort. "Were you a knight there?" she asked innocently, based on his attire of course. Phoebe shine like gold, buzz like a bee, oh you make me smile