The Elezen extends his hand up to the Miqo'te that offered hers and lifts himself up. He smiles cheerfully with a wave of his hand, "Eeeeh, doncha worry about, lass. Not the first time a dame-... er... person 'as drawn a weapon on me, won't be the last! No 'arm, no foul, right?" At this, he looks to the others, "'Ello, all. Sorry to, ah... drop in on y'all."
---Eunoia Anbolho---