She stopped in her tracks, pulled to the side by a voice coming from a dwarf who planted herself in Arya's path. The blond elf looked down - merely out of courtesy, not out of any sense of pride - and blinked. My but this group was outgoing, though it made Arya glad. Most people were so unwilling to even lend a hand, but these people had saved her life and now were making sure she was all right. The question of her being with the other elves, though, made her take another glance towards the group she'd been trying to reach and then back to the dwarf, giving a shake of her head.
"No, I'm not a member of their party. But I would like to speak with them," she said, feeling comfortable with another dwarf to explain her intentions. A human, on the other hand, would probably not have received such courtesy, but Arya was working on that. She had no idea who this Conlan person was, and really wasn't concerned with the rest of the group aside from speaking with the elves who had appeared. Surely they would know where Lanaya's Clan was, maybe even have heard of her brother...
She followed Falina, glancing at the mabari hound they passed with a slightly interested look but otherwise her attention was still stapled to the group of elves not too far away. When she realized that she hadn't given her name to anyone, she fought back a nervous gesture to fix her hair (it was in a tangled braid, hopefully enough to keep her scar hidden) and tried to remain calm. "Arya Oros. I'm...I'm looking for Lanaya's Clan, if you know of them"