"What smell?" This said with a small smile, a joke to set her benefactor at ease. Ellarinne has certainly endured much worse.

"You have my thanks." She holds out her hand, palm up, for the cloth, but once its in her grasp her movements are sure and unhesitant as she wraps it around her head and ties it in place, easily avoiding both her ears and horns. She clearly has a great deal of practice at these motions.

Once the knot has been made an acid-green glow, in the shape of two eyes, appears behind the blindfold, and she glances Deirdre up and down with interest. "You are also quite striking, if you don't mind my speaking so boldly. Had we met on my world I would wonder if you had any dragon's blood about you."