Friday comes soon enough, though perhaps not soon enough for Naal. She finds it fairly easy to dote on non-elves, but it's rare that she feels much of a connection to them, and it makes for a bit of real excitement on top of the usual enthusiasm for just getting laid after too long. Nariko may find it evident in getting a few more texts than necessary throughout the day about 'tonight' and how long until Naal arrives.

Though her appearance when she does turn up at Nariko's door is a total contrast to her slightly giddy anticipation. With her black on black on black coloration and style, burning eyes, and an imposing height that requires her to not just dip but truly duck under standard doors, a bystander could be forgiven for thinking she must be here for Nariko's soul.

But Nariko has a better vantage, albeit one that's probably going to leave her with a sore neck, and she can see Naal's small but constant smile, as well as her evergreen gift of wine and chocolates. The bottle of wine is huge, evidently from her hometown; the assorted chocolates are not, and look tiny in her hand.

"Hello," She greets. A deep voice as one would expect, but smooth and polished. She opens her arms in greeting... well, as much as the view from the door allows.