Elanna is resting. Rafiki is rubbing her sore muscles, and the huntress is luxurating in his careful and effective treatment. You hate to disturb them, but you wave at Rafiki who nods back at you. Elanna looks at you out of the corner of her eye. "Hi," she says, then grunts contentedly as Rafiki smoothes out another sore place. "Oh, that feels heavenly!"