Fenenoix grinned, almost apologetically, to the woman, "Oy, lass, pay me no mind. I joke around, ne'er serious 'bout any of it. Besides, I didn' suggest you specifically take your shirt off. Just takin' note a' the fact people seem happier quicker the fewer shirts in the room there are." The Elezen paused to think, "'Course, tha' could be resultin' from copius amounts a' alcohol, which would make the lack a' shirts more of a side effect..." He gave one of his grins again, the picture of unwavering cheerfulness, before looking to the Hyur, "Just makin' certain you don' think I fancy you. Because although tha' is a nice-lookin' nose, I've my own bird."
Quietly, Fen gave an exasperated sigh, "I prefer to stay on the far side a' the Living-scale, myself. I don' know why all you masochists flock to Ul'dah. Anyroad! Aye, music'd be cracking. Know any musicians, lass?" he said as he turned back to the Miqo'te.
Quietly, Fen gave an exasperated sigh, "I prefer to stay on the far side a' the Living-scale, myself. I don' know why all you masochists flock to Ul'dah. Anyroad! Aye, music'd be cracking. Know any musicians, lass?" he said as he turned back to the Miqo'te.
![[Image: 1451904749_ffxiv_01042016_043845.png]](http://assets.enjin.com/wall_embed_images/1451904749_ffxiv_01042016_043845.png)
