That morning, Matilda is horrified to realize that her hands are still numb. She looks guiltily at the elven wagon and silently agonizes over what to do. Finally, she swallows her pride and timidly approaches one of the elven women.

"Um, miss? I...um..." she pauses and takes a deep breath,"well, I have a confession to make."

"As you know we are on a mission to investigate this snow thing, right? Well, I thought that maybe it would be a good idea to look for clues..." she begins to blush, "and I...well...I thought that, since you came from that way, maybe there were some clues on your wagon. So I looked....and now my hands have all gone numb."

Matilda's eyes begin to tear up and her lower lip begins to quiver. "I'm real sorry, I know I shouldn't have done it. But I can't feel anything now and I don't know what to do."

She holds her hands up and looks at the woman with an expression of abject misery.

"Please don't tell any of my friends...they would be so disappointed," she sniffles plaintively, "will you help me?"

OOC - not precisely a bluff....she IS kinda worried.
Matilda is a young gnome. She has curly blond hair, blue eyes, and is almost always smiling. She is quite intelligent, but is prone to occasional sillyness.