Mal's tail slowly swayed back and forth behind him, a small but obvious gauge to his interest levels in most cases. For now he was clearly interested in the woman, for at the very least she offered him a brief reprieve from his daily troubles...and the view was at least quite nice...he thought briefly as she stretched, "Well..." he began in an attempt to put it in a way that wasn't to harsh, "Most women who dress like you are...are owned." He began, wondering if it would get through to her, "And without meaning offense...they are not owned for their conversational skills." He added with a sigh, a part of him dissappointed that she was likely elvish property...for even with the law of the land forbidding him to lie with another species his natural instincts told him she was a worthy mate...likely worth the punishment if he was somehow discovered...

"And if you are not claimed...well..." he lightly tapped one side of his muzzle, "Your attire will likely have you claimed quite quickly...especially with your, unique appearance." He added with an expression that bordered on a smile, though not quite with his current form. But he hardly expected her to be free, "You wouldn't happen to have a place to stay, I mean based on your knowledge of the area...I assume you don't." He lightly looked over his shoulder toward the sun, judging the time by its place in the sky, "And I have little time left here...so if you wish, I could leave you at my home for the time being, at least till you figure out where you are going."