Terenia laughs, a smirk of amusement in her eyes, <Neither am I, to be honest. It's been a long time since I was on Earth, and when I was I was just a child. Yes, let us return to the bar,> her stalk eyes follow the general direction that the Imperial-clad Ossanlin had run, <I suppose Ossanlin will be fine. Besides, if he does die that may make my leave all that much easier. Let's go, then, bodyguard.>
She begins to trot back to the bar, uneasy with the fact that Claxter is so resolved to watch her, but not really knowing how to change that fact.
<I do not mind,> Efaen says silently.