In that, Deanna is certainly not alone. Brown eyes blink, then Vex shakes her head. "And you'd hoped for something or someone familiar here, away from home?" The accent, the inflection, something is a bit off, but the words are at least comprehensible - and sympathetic.

"No need for an apology, honestly." The cot doesn't sink too deeply, and Vex bounces on it a moment before giving Deanna a wan smile. "I guess elves speak differently on other planes?"