[Tauriel watches as the girl collects herself and feels slightly mollified; as she said, she is not used to being mocked by anyone, least of all a human she has never met before, but she isn't so unreasonable not to know that a situation like this does not necessarily bring out the best in people. With tensions high and no answers to be found, it is hardly surprising that tempers are burning and feathers get ruffled.
The girl sticks out her hand to her, not in a fashion Tauriel is familiar with, but she feels compelled to return the gesture.
Instead of clasping her palm, however, Tauriel reaches slightly further in and curls her fingers around her forearm instead, a strong clasp of her hand that is belied by the delicacy of her fingers.]
I am Tauriel. [Letting go of the girl's arm, Tauriel presses her hand to her chest, her head inclining slightly in a barest hint of a bow.] Mae g'ovannen, Skye.
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The girl sticks out her hand to her, not in a fashion Tauriel is familiar with, but she feels compelled to return the gesture.
Instead of clasping her palm, however, Tauriel reaches slightly further in and curls her fingers around her forearm instead, a strong clasp of her hand that is belied by the delicacy of her fingers.]
I am Tauriel. [Letting go of the girl's arm, Tauriel presses her hand to her chest, her head inclining slightly in a barest hint of a bow.] Mae g'ovannen, Skye.