You're severely traumatized. You were rescued by Lingald just a few hours ago from a group of bandits that held you captive for months. You're scared of everything and everyone, even scared of the elf. You don't trust him anymore.

You want to hide, while Lingald is trying his best to calm you down for your own good, but in vain. You're shaking a sobbing uncontrollably. The elf kneels down and whispers to you:

"Shhhhh, my love, my sweet love. I'm here, no one is going to hurt you".