Michael
The Succubus' smile soured at her mention of his own sustenance. Although he kept playing, there was a notable pause in the music, lasting for one or two seconds. Saying nothing, he took a moment to glance around the tavern, making sure that nobody was listening. "Please refrain from talking about *That* In public," He told her, his voice suddenly much softer and very serious. With the way he emphasized the word 'that', he was hoping to get across the message that he was referring to his true nature. Perhaps he was being a little paranoid, but after having spent so much time carefully crafting and protecting his identity, Grey was going to make sure that it wasn't going to be ruined by someone else's passing comment.

And just like that, the serious moment was dropped. Grey's smile turned into a wide grin at the defeated nod of Vierna's head, and he couldn't help but chuckle. While it was tempting to prod her more about it, it probably wasn't a great idea to actually do so right now, so he decided to leave it at that, only offering her a wink in response. It was good to know he could still make her somewhat flustered, at least.

Grey's grin turned back to a normal smile at her remark, the curious tone noted. "Hmm, let's just say, party tricks aren't the only thing my illusions can be used for," He mused, being annoyingly vague on purpose. It would be a shame to just tell her, wouldn't it? That would take away all the excitement and surprise of a big reveal that came when the stakes were much higher than just the two of them, relaxing in a tavern.
Cecil
Perhaps it hadn't hit her how scary a thought it would be to get exposed in a place like this, her Lazarothian enlightenment in clear view. This was of course Khisfire, a place that despite its freedoms was awfully dangerous to the kind that Grey secretly was. A moment of realisation hit her as the stum of that lute quietened down, the serious tone of Grey clear. Oh, she could feel the tone change ever so suddenly, the caution lingering in the Bard's tone. 

The Drow couldn't help but go quiet in that moment, a slight guilt in her look as she nodded back. A habit she'd have to ease away from, it seemed. 

Thankfully enough Grey would ease that tension with a smile, still struggling through her words as she eased back. Vierna hated to be in that position, in the wrong like that. A stumbling thought came before she eased into the next topic. Finally, some composure. "Oh?.. Let's.. Hope we're not put in that situation, then. As awfully dangerous as you can be.." Perhaps Vierna was encouraging the situation, too, who knew. Really, she just tried best to stray away from the previous topic. 

"So.. Are you ready to go, Grey..?" Vierna added quickly, a finger tapping against the table as she watched him carefully.
Michael
Grey watched Vierna carefully, eyes narrowing slightly. Although he hadn't meant to make her feel guilty, he knew that he had to properly get the message across. It was a real danger, and if the two of them weren't careful enough, he could end up imprisoned, or worse. That was one thing she would have to learn, something he might have to teach her, perhaps. Grey was more than aware that the noble lifestyle tended to keep one away from such troubles, and especially from her land, where species such as the two of them were apparently more accepted.

Her silence spoke volumes, though, and the guilt in her expression as she nodded made it clear that it indeed hadn't been her intention. Glad that his message had gotten across, Grey offered her a forgiving smile. It really hadn't been that big of a deal, nobody else seemed to have heard, so he wasn't mad at her at all, he was just happy that she was willing to listen.

It seemed that it was best to move on from the topic. Perhaps it was something to discuss later, in the privacy of the bedroom, but not here and now, not with all this attention on the two of them - him, specifically. "Hmm, let's hope we're not indeed," He replied with a light chuckle. Was she not believing how much of a menace his illusions could be? Making someone see things that weren't there, forcing them to face their worst fears, or even just the very simple illusion of making them believe there was solid ground where there was none. Of course, Grey would much rather not use his magic for such things, but if he was forced to, well, there wasn't much he could do about it.

"Of course I am." Grey took a moment to finish the melody, just a few quick bars at the end that led to an ending. "I suppose I should leave this behind, shouldn't I? It won't do me much good out there." He held up his trusty lute, smiling slightly.
Cecil
The Drow certainly felt the stress of that moment, a worry if she breached already be trust that Grey bestowed upon her. What a fool she felt, to dive so close to the sun.. Though, that sudden smile would be her solace. Forgiveness, it seemed, one that shone over her in a blissful ease back to some calm. Gods, was she grateful. 

Of course, Vierna was left to ponder on the prowess of those illusions. I mean, to think that he had to alter his appearance everywhere he went, it was an interesting one. Clearly Grey was powerful in his own right, but she herself felt too trusting of him to consider him scary in the way that a coming thief might.

Vierna would keep quiet of her own magic, however. It was a simple topic before, having used it without much permission to calm Grey down before. She herself carried a frightening potential of just what her Enchantment magic could do, but didn't seem to entertain the topic or a possible hidden ego of her own.

By the relief she found from his forgiveness, her tone notably calmed. A warm smile returned to eye the Lute that Grey held up, a playful shrug before those tapping fingers of hers gripped instead to help ease herself back up to her feet. "Mmh, probably for the best. No less a crowd would be on our heels." Vierna snickered, a casual stretch offered before grabbing at her pouch of things and clutching it close. There would be a moment where she looked about, glancing upon the patrons and offering a faint smile if they were in the place to look back.
Michael
Grey chuckled at her comment, a cheerful sound that he hoped showed that he truly wasn't mad about what she said earlier. Really, it was just a slipup, a mistake, one that he had used as a teaching moment, sure, but not much more than that. In his mind, he was happy to forget it had ever happened.

Standing up and imitating her stretch, Grey turned to the stairway. "Indeed, that sounds awfully bothersome when we're just trying to enjoy ourselves. I'll be right back, darling." He winked at Vierna, then blew a kiss in her direction before heading up the stairs, hiding the lute in his room and returning within the span of less than a minute. It never felt great to leave the thing behind, but he had covered it up in illusions to make it invisible to most, so it was unlikely anyone would dare steal it.

Upon returning, Grey held out his hand to her, palm facing up, his other hand on his back. It looked like the stance a gentleman might take before asking a lady to dance, and was likely just his playful nature shining through. "Well then, shall we?" He asked with his most charming smile, one that just about anyone would find difficult to resist. "Lead the way, darling."
Cecil
That chuckle would certainly heighten her spirits, a keen smile flickering on the Drow's expression. Certainly, it helped her to be better around Grey and his unique position in life. Helped, in some ways, to allow her into that secret lifestyle of his.

A smirk grew clear at the clever words of Grey, eyeing his wink with a chuckle as the man soon departed. It wouldn't take him long, that much was clear by the speed of his movement. In that time, Vierna casually neared the entrance with a brief adjustment of her attire and hair. The outside of Khisfire awaited the pair, a passing glance made through the nearby windows in thought. How hot it looked, and aswell how active. Eventful, would be the right word for the day, she imagined. 

Those ponders eased away however as Grey returned, a smile upon the man as he descended down those stairs and soon directly infront of her. An eagerness to see what he'd do, she couldn't help but offer that smirk again by the gesture of his hand. An all too familiar invitation, one that earned him the playfulness from the Drow as she offered a mock curtsey. "We shall." Offered in a soft tone, her hand reached forward to carefully take his. It seemed Grey wanted her to lead, which made quite the sense. A quick nod, a hold against his, then she'd be off to lead the pair out into the World of Khisfire. Off to the markets, presumably!
Michael
He gave Vierna's hand a light squeeze when she took it, smile ever-present on his lips. Although Grey wasn't particularly looking forward to leaving the cool air of the building to go outside, he was glad that Vierna would be there with him - plus, it was still morning, so surely the heat wouldn't be that bad, right? Perhaps, once it got truly unbearable, they could go find somewhere to get a bite to eat, a nice cool drink, just do as little as possible. But, that was for later.

Indeed, no matter what Grey wanted to do, he'd decided that he would let Vierna lead the way today. He'd been in this city plenty of times before, after all, and he was looking forward to seeing it through her eyes, a newcomer in the place. Really, all he was planning on doing this day was go along with her, maybe steer her away from a few bad decisions, if necessary. Making some mistakes was to be expected, of course, but there were some things he didn't want her to go through.

Grey followed her without protest, happy to go with her to wherever she decided to lead him. It seemed she was headed for the markets, and he was glad to join her. It was always fun to stroll over the market, see what everyone had to offer, even if one didn't end up buying anything. And who knew, maybe he could buy her a present or two, he'd have to see what would happen.