Shakti releases a slow breath, taking in the whole exchange of conversation, from the odd pair of gnomes and their even more astoundingly odd companions, to the serenely blue humanoid, and the sturdy looking human in worn gear. She smiles, her round cheeks drawing her lips upwards revealing the soft glow of white teeth, astounding, they are, she figures to herself mentally.
She breaks her own silence, "I shall go as well," only to return to it as abruptly.