Aja
Lucien inhaled sharply through his nose once Ikari yanked his mug. He clenched his fist intensely, yet contained his rage. The elf ignored her disrespectful outburst and focused on the dark kin. With a frown he inspected her, curious to know what else she wanted to add. He noticed the pressure dropping off of her chest - that his doubt was true and had gotten to her. He raised his chin, getting a better view of her and listened carefully, all red.

As Ikari continued with her yelling, the elf gave up. He pulled his stool back, standing and wrapping the cloak around his body with haste. After clicking the collar back in place he raised a hand and pointed it at Icicu. *"Good. You did the right fucking thing."* The elf then faced the oni, expression of sheer disgust on his face. *"I'm leaving your shit outside. If you'd rather not have me here, fine, I'll do you the favor."* His hand rushed into the cloak that covered his body yet again. Lucien gazed at Icicu one final time. *"Meet me in the nearby forest after midnight, if you wish to continue this conversation. I might find it pleasant. Either way, I'm not willing to do it where people can't control their tantrums - especially when that puts you at risk."* Without hearing what else they might have added, he spun and left, slapping his hood on before doing so.
Nancy
The woman seemed almost startled by the dark elf's touch, her head quickly turning to look at her due to her touch. Her voice gained a genuine sincerity to it, and lost most of it's edge as a genuine empathy shown through as she spoke "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin your day, but he wasn't supposed to be here and he shouldn't be around people right now, much less *Someone like you*." The "Macen's" Stare was quite knowing as she spoke. It was pretty evident the woman had similar experiences to the drow's at the very least, though specifics were unclear.

She then got up, turning her face to Lucien's as he had begun his speech. She let him finish, her stare taking on a renewed anger with every word. She closed the distance between the walking away elf rapidly, a firm grip finding itself on his shoulder as it dragged him around to face her, stopping him in it's tracks. Her voice was stern, and curt, barely under control "No. I did not want you fucking gone. I wanted a god damned break from you. So I could think of a way to fucking tell you what did was *Wrong* And a complete and utter betrayal of my trust to you, without doing this— Without fucking blowing up at you! But no, you couldn't let me have that, the tiniest bit of reprieve and private time *To get what you did out of my fucking head.*" Her breathing became deeper and more rapid as she spoke every word, before she simply stood, staring at him.

Pain was quite evident in her expression, that and regret. Her voice then shortly afterward, quiet and somewhat meek"..Just go back to camp. We'll finish this discussion later." She sighed as she let go of him, turning to walk away.
David
For a majority of the conflict out-break, Icicu sat there and watched in silence. The 'macen's' words kind of hit her a little hard as she was listening. Icicu understood she must've had to gone through similar things, so she felt kind of bad about contemplating deceiving Ikari. Instead of deception, though, she could perhaps rise to power with Ikari's power, but there's no telling what the devilish Icicu would do afterwards.

When Ikari became violent, Icicu was quite startled, adjusting in her seat to be a bit away from the conflict. She could sense the stares piercing through her two new acquaintances yet she felt as if she was the reason for this happening. It felt like that since they were talking to a Dark Elf, the stares must've been in judgement towards her too.

As Ikari turned and walked away, Icicu was on her way of getting out of her seat. "Uhm, I'm not going to ask what that was all about... I think I should get going now since I've got some uh- stuff to do!" Icicu gave a nervous chuckle. "I'd hate to get onto your nerves any more than he did!" She gave a half-assed smile and an anxious look around.
Aja
As soon as she placed her hand on his shoulder, Lucien's own darted out. A black force, intertwined with a violet hue, propelled it towards Ikari's forearm. He slammed it away with as much force as he could muster, aggravated. Unlike his usual tone, his was now a poisonous hiss mixed with tempered fury. *"**You think I didn't realize what I did was a mistake?!** You think I'm that dense that your reaction didn't give away what a fucking blunder I pulled? How about you stop trying to get everything done **Exactly **Like you want it to and start communicating?! I'm sorry for what I did, fucking sorry! Could have gave me the chance to at least say that before you scream that I'm a vampire in front of fifty people! There, you blew the fuck up, now you must feel relieved. I clearly made another mistake coming here trying to talk it out. You need your time? Have your time, as much as you fucking want. Just don't tell me what to fucking do."* The elf spun rapidly, still enraged. He exhaled nasally, calming only slightly, and muttered. *"Like I said, your things are outside. I am sorry for what I did, I didn't want to lose your trust."*

The door creaked open, Lucien sliding past. It banged back into its spot, pulled back by its lever mechanism.
Nancy
Ikari was somewhat shocked by him smacking her arm away, taking a step back she simply stared at him, unsure of how to respond, words caught in her throat. Her expression was something akin to remorse, as she listened to him speak as her guilt deepened. She attempted to say something, however he interrupted her before she could.

Her gaze was sullen as she slowly turned. She didn't even seem to take notice of the drow's comments, or her presence in the slightest as she just hurriedly walked off. There was a mix of terror, apathy and regret in her eyes as she walked off, stuck in her own head. She exited the inn onto the street, more than likely disappearing into the crowds on the street shortly after.