Noli pressed the tips of her fingers together over and over as she stared at Malara with wide eyes.
"You really are, aren't you?" she soon asked, quickly believing what Malara said. Certainly it was quick, but Malara had that presence about her...the presence of a deity. Noli had met a deity in the past too--so it wasn't exactly a huge leap in logic for her to believe.
"Ah, yes!! I am Noli Zaphir, Prophet to Goddess Vedite!" she replied, an obvious pride swelling in her as she was able to finish her 'title' this time. Then Sage asked her if she came to join the party, and she seemed thrown off.
"Um, ah, yes?" Noli replied with an obvious hesitation. His question quickly reminded her of her true intentions: to sneak in, grab as much food as she could, and then bail the hell out of there. Her empty stomach suddenly growled at the prospect of obtaining food, and her cheeks flushed red.
"I-I really want to talk more, but can we get food first please?" Noli murmured to Malara, obviously embarrassed as she folded her arms over her stomach.