she looked confused not understanding a thing the boy just said.

(He wants to be a gentleman in his dorky fashion by holding her hand to help her sit.)
Daelen
"Would you like a seat?"

The look she gives him says: you know nothing
" it doesn't leak. I use it way to often"

she took his hand wary she had never been treated nice before in the streets, and now she wanted to tear someones head off. she forced herself to be gental with him.

Ethan
"Each time yo use it, especially for transformation, you use around four times as much as you need to complete the transformation. I can help reduce that."

" You don't know any thing about me. My kind. Or how we work."

Daelen
Daelen smiled at her timidly, and licked her hand, almost like kissing it.

she was so confused by all his kindness.

Ethan
"Then enlighten me," Ethan said.

Daelen
"Y-you know, you're pretty," Daelen said.