
Cliodhna shrunk down in her chair as the arguing got progressively louder. Though she could only hear Erik's half; it was clear that the argument was centered on Cliodhna and if her story was true or not. Wincing, she jumped with the door slammed open. Granted, part of the cowering was an act but his sudden throwing of the door was a natural response. Unable to make out what the Flame had said, she assumed correctly and followed him out of the Hall.
Running a hand through her hair nervously, Cliodhna was left with her thoughts the entire way home. It was obvious by his quick strides (her having to nearly jog just to keep up with his pace) that Erik was unsure on what was truth or lie about her. This could end very badly if not played correctly...by this point it wasn't about getting more information; it was about Cliodhna making sure she left Ul'dah alive.
Once back at the highlander's home; she quickly nodded to what was being said between Erik and Tellha before being led to the table. Silently she picked at her meal; unable to keep her gaze from drifting in the direction of the study. Curiously she could feel a small twinge of guilt as she did. Biting her bottom lip and frowning into her plate; Cliodhna stabbed her fork at a piece of meat. There was no reason for her to feel that way, so why did she? She was only doing what needed to ensure her mission was salvaged and her own life extended. Once she got back home; there would be some sort of perk from this ordeal and....he looked so drained...Breathing in through her nose quickly; Cliodhna closed her eyes again, not letting that small threat of compassion grow...at least not consciously.
By this point Tellah had finished his meal and gone into the kitchen. Pushing her chair away from the table, she slowly stood and picked up the plate and tea that had been intended for Erik. Before realizing quite what she was doing; Cliodhna was tentatively kicking at the study door as her hands were full.
too sexy to keep unhidden 
