"Well, I kind of hope they are really injured. I don't want to cause humans to think I'm huge and menacing and must be slain! Oh, I do hope Morlun doesn't cause a scene in the dwarven lands." She wibbles a bit in place, but calms down.
Spiriah takes a deep breath. As she slowly releases it, light wisps of white comes out her nostrils. "I wish there was a way we could talk to each other. I don't know that kind of magic though. Most of mine is about hiding. Well, I think we should both get going if we want to catch up with them."