The sea wolf attempts to follow the whirl of conversation, with increasing unease. Her dark visor swings from one speaker to the next, as Xha'to's moves quickly nearby. Picking out the clunk of fresh bottles placed on the counter, she reaches out towards Xha'to and Asah.
  "Please, allow me ter pay." She cuts in, reaching over with her heavy arm. Once again her judgement fails her, and her large hand passes directly in front of Asah's face before poking poor Cecily in the cheek.
  Xha'to is completely missed and winds up with a face full of grey, tattooed shoulder.
  "Please, allow me ter pay." She cuts in, reaching over with her heavy arm. Once again her judgement fails her, and her large hand passes directly in front of Asah's face before poking poor Cecily in the cheek.
  Xha'to is completely missed and winds up with a face full of grey, tattooed shoulder.
