|Jask Derindi aka Navior|
"Think what a good distraction they'd make, though," Douena points out. "With the monkeys going one way, no one would notice even the most not-sneaky of all of you going the other way." She regards Jask appraisingly for a moment. "I bet you're more sneaky than you used to be."
Jask looks down at him/herself, shrugs, then nods. "I think you might be right, but I haven't really tested it. I am definitely more agile than I used to be. There are a lot of things that I'm physically better at than before. In fact, there are times that I find myself thinking that it's not fair to humans that elves seem to be physically superior, but then I remind myself that this body is also younger than my old body--well, I don't actually know that. It's probably older actually, but because elves age more slowly it's developmentally younger. Or something like that. At any rate, I remind myself that youth accounts for much of my physical gains."