[ ness has regained her composure by the time that she and gela are finally face-to-face, with no indication that she'd been so shocked just a few minutes before. she gets maybe-flirted with all the time, she's totally used to it. she's cool as a cucumber! ]

I figured we would find each other, names or no—but Gela is such a pretty name! Thank you for coming to my rescue, good lady Baynrac.

[ ness smiles brightly, equally as non-threatening as gela but much less deliberately so. her dress is plain, dark and practical but for the white sleeves, which she's managed to keep clean and stain-free. her hair isn't quite as curly as gela's, her pattern a bit more relaxed, and she has it behind her back in a long, single braid, presumably to keep it out of the way while they work.

she hefts the tent kit in her arms and looks around the courtyard, overwhelmed. ]

So, how do we start? I don't want to be in anyone's way...