Nasilia's reaction caught Vhanet quite by surprise. Could the woman truly not know what a Dhani was? In Ahnatep there had been many who could guess at her heritage even if she spoke carefully. Could she have come far enough that the fear of her people was not there for lack of knowledge? It would be worth finding out, but there were more important things to attend to.
"It isss how my kind ssspeaksss, Nasssilia, sssuch a pretty name you have," Vhanet said with a pleasant smile, "At leassst, how our ssspeach affectsss how we ssspeak common. It isss sssomething that I hide often, asss there are many who fear and quessstion my kind much like your Sssymenessstra. If I am to help you, I thought you would appreciate knowing a sssecret of mine. Asss a ssshow... of trussst."
Such an naive and transparent woman made Vhanet's mind dance with delightful ideas, but such fun would have to wait, or be played upon someone else. Nasilia had something that could prove much more valuable that the few days of entertainment such diversions would bring. Vhanet could certainly be patient for such reward. Of course, if Nasilia didn't accept her help that was a different matter.