The woman had remained silent for most of the interactions after her own logic had been spurned, it hadn't been intended as a threat, merely a caution and something to be pondered but the Captain didn't seem worried. Pressing her lips into a line she gracefully made her way a little closer, circling so that she could stand near 'Khim' as she'd been named as well as the two guards her father had sent. Grymn gave her a sly wink...perhaps sly was a bit generous and she tucked herself close to the Roegadyn man for comfort, the Duskwight tipped his head to her as well, much more subtly but a downward curve of his lips was enough to show he knew she was upset.
In a different time and situation Siha could have like the Lalafell's view on life, it was vibrant and refreshing, with all he revealed it even seemed he was somewhat benign in his actions. He didn't kill. Her thoughts went along the same lines as Cliodhna, either he was lying, or their charge wasn't really dead...perhaps Mikh'a had been right about him, or maybe he was captive somewhere. Both were viable and she cringed internally, no matter which it sat ill in her stomach to even imagine either one, she had shed tears for that man and if he was the cause of this. Anger flashed hot through her veins briefly and she closed her violet eyes until the raging emotions were stilled and she was placid again, she was getting better at that.
She gave a far more graceful smile than she had all night when attention was turned her way concerning eating and drinking with the man, she didn't intend to eat or drink due to the reasons that Cliodhna had stated but that didn't mean she couldn't sit through pleasantry if it would help them. She would have rather stayed locked in between the two familiar bodies as well as behind Kiht but instead she moved to grab a chair and pull it in between the small Captain and the Duskwight before settling down and folding her hands in her lap. The smoke bombs she'd brought shifted in their pouch but she slightly parted her legs to allow them to settle under her thighs, they were still good to have if anything went wrong.
"I don't see how hearing you out would have any ill effects, maybe we all got off on the wrong foot, if you are as honorable as you say and have thus shown" she inclined her head but her violet eyes studied the Captain closely for any changes in his demeanor. She hated having to waste any time, but grace was needed here, not force. Force would only shift that back to square one or worse, and her family was far more important than her roiling stomach.
In a different time and situation Siha could have like the Lalafell's view on life, it was vibrant and refreshing, with all he revealed it even seemed he was somewhat benign in his actions. He didn't kill. Her thoughts went along the same lines as Cliodhna, either he was lying, or their charge wasn't really dead...perhaps Mikh'a had been right about him, or maybe he was captive somewhere. Both were viable and she cringed internally, no matter which it sat ill in her stomach to even imagine either one, she had shed tears for that man and if he was the cause of this. Anger flashed hot through her veins briefly and she closed her violet eyes until the raging emotions were stilled and she was placid again, she was getting better at that.
She gave a far more graceful smile than she had all night when attention was turned her way concerning eating and drinking with the man, she didn't intend to eat or drink due to the reasons that Cliodhna had stated but that didn't mean she couldn't sit through pleasantry if it would help them. She would have rather stayed locked in between the two familiar bodies as well as behind Kiht but instead she moved to grab a chair and pull it in between the small Captain and the Duskwight before settling down and folding her hands in her lap. The smoke bombs she'd brought shifted in their pouch but she slightly parted her legs to allow them to settle under her thighs, they were still good to have if anything went wrong.
"I don't see how hearing you out would have any ill effects, maybe we all got off on the wrong foot, if you are as honorable as you say and have thus shown" she inclined her head but her violet eyes studied the Captain closely for any changes in his demeanor. She hated having to waste any time, but grace was needed here, not force. Force would only shift that back to square one or worse, and her family was far more important than her roiling stomach.
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