"Something is a very tame word for what this is." Betsy flicked her eyes in the direction of the man who had spoken to her. He was a little scruffy, but not unattractive by any means. And the long hair suited him. Though she thought he could use a bit of a shave.
There was something about him. Betsy could smell a difference on him, though her sense of smell was nothing like it might have been if she were elephantine, and even then, it wasn't quite as keen as other animals.
"I'm Elizabeth Braddock. You can call me Betsy. I haven't seen you around here before. How new are you?"