Sammie
*The mention of killing would startle the elf, stumbling over his words to clear up the misconception.*

"Wh- You- How dare you- I have never killed someone during a duel! That would be be dishonourable!"

*His flushed cheeks and raised voice couldn't convey his indignation more, which again deflated as Mercy moved on to more personal topics.*

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to remind you of something like that, madam..."

*He lowered his voice now, his head dropping slightly out of shame.*
Alfred
**Mercy defeated this time, twice more than before. The hostile inflection of Arlas' voice rattled her cage and caused a second of panic, where she flinched, highlighting her fragility.** "I-I'm sorry! I didn't know! What did you think, I'm some sort of expert? No! I'm just a handmaid, mister Arlas, and before that I was nothing. I've only recently started to learn the delights of the outside world, by reading and studying manuscripts in our study. I never had a form of education... Everything I know, I self taught, or through my lord; my mentor."

**She then suddenly put both hands together over her mouth and sneezed aloud. Pollen in the air tickling her nostrils.** "HCHH! Ah, excuse me."
Sammie
"Ah... No, you're right... I- Apologies... I made assumptions, since you preside over nobility..."
*The elf eventually calmed down, her panic melting away any offense he had taken. He took a moment to give a brief bow, starting back as she sneezed.*
"Do you have a handkerchief...? I have spares, clean ones, if you need them..."
*He asked gently, deciding not to provoke her any further, lest he has a young woman breaking down to deal with next.*