The woman was looking at Aman closely as Aman answered.
"And I'm Amanaduial the Archer-" She was cut off sharply as the woman jumped up, clicking her fingers as if desperately trying to remember something. She seemed to be getting quite excited and was waving her punch wildly. Anuion was also looking at the woman bemusèdly, and he glanced at Aman, a little confused. Aman tried to calm the woman down. "Are you quite alright?"
"'Kidnapped!'" The woman burst out, a triumphant look on her face and she pointed her finger at Aman. The elf carefully redirected her finger to be pointing down, as the woman seemed to bearing it like a weapon of war.
"Kidnapped?" She asked, confused. But the woman hadnt said it like that, she had said it like a title.
"No, 'Kidnapped!'" The woman said again. "Dont you remember?" She frowned, then shook her head. "Neither do I actually."
Aman laughed, but not unkindly. "Must be the punch. Someone assured me that it was absolutely not spiked and how could I say such a thing. Work it out."
The other laughed, before offereing her hand, which Aman took. "Im Menelien."
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