[ Her smile then has an edge of both amusement and sharp confidence. ]

My voice can be heard wherever there is stone or soil, and I tower above any that would crowd me.

[ She takes a step closer to him then, seemingly the stature of a normal adult human but the hard surface of the street cracks beneath her bare feet. The gesture is hardly meant to intimidate him; it's rather to serve as a gentle suggestion that she very much chose to appear before them in this way. ]

Don't be coy, dear. If you want something from me, ask me for it.