Selaina smiled.
"I'm from Serendipity. I got some friends up that way. It's a pretty nice country, if you like pompous assholes," she said with a playful tone.
But then as he went on to ask her how he got the rock, her face fell at the question. She continued to grip onto it tigtly, looking out into the streets now before slipping back into the safe shadows of the alley way. She kept the rock close to her lips.
"Well, it's a long story," she said, sighing. "But apparently some merchant prince around here by the name of Drissent is after the rocks I enchanted. I sort of.. well, became some what famous for them; but i never would have considered my experiement would entice some crazy guy all the way in the desert to come after me! So yeah, he sent a couple of dragon rider thugs and whisked me away. When I came to, we were over the desert, and well, I've never flown before and it was terrifying.. anyways, the point is, I tried to wrestle with the men and well, I must've dropped the one rock on your ship. And well, my efforts only landed me with a bump on my head which.. ' she reached a hand up, rubbing at her blonde hair. "I'm still smarting from."
And then she paused to considering, staring off in thought.
"How about you? If you're from Connlaoth, how did you wind up on a sand ship in the middle of the Moraki?"