It seemed quite a commotion had come to their table... And another pair of strange adventurers. A man who seemed as frantic as Kieaira, a large bulking of a man who seemed quite casual, and a rather abusive Lalafell who seemed to be the keeper of the previous Hyur. No response was given by Ryan, who rubbed his chin then took a glance at Elisan to make a shrug at the unexpected new commotion. Perhaps scenes like these were common in "rich" Ul'dah.
He looked back at the man who was trying to apologize, but could not find himself the ability to do so.
"I dare say, you just found your soul-mate here... Our Miquo'te friend here is not angry, just a bit easily frightened. An apology will do no wrong."
The Hyur received the odd thought that he seemed to have become a mediator at this point. Though perhaps the joke he started with would cause more harm than good to these shy people.
Resisting the urge to make another shrug, he took another sip of his ale, waiting to see what the responses would be.
He looked back at the man who was trying to apologize, but could not find himself the ability to do so.
"I dare say, you just found your soul-mate here... Our Miquo'te friend here is not angry, just a bit easily frightened. An apology will do no wrong."
The Hyur received the odd thought that he seemed to have become a mediator at this point. Though perhaps the joke he started with would cause more harm than good to these shy people.
Resisting the urge to make another shrug, he took another sip of his ale, waiting to see what the responses would be.
