Sylvia had her sweet innocent little smile on her face when she apologized to Virdel for her rudeness, the shift was as quick as the first time, subtle and silent, but anyone paid attention they would notice her posture change as her head snapped back to Eiris when the woman did not back down like she was used to, in fact, as subtle as it had been, she knew a challenge when she heard one. Her smile changed, gone was the sweet apologetic smile, her smile now looked cruel but excited, like she revelled in finding a challenge.<br/><br/>"Paller than you? You think so<i>dear, </i>think we should compare?" she leaned forward, ready to engage this woman that dared challenge her, but Virdel silenced her making Sylvia snicker "Shh your daddy spoke" she mocked the woman in a whisper. Oh, this trip was going to be so much fun!<br/><br/>Her attention was drawn to the entrance door of the Inn when a man suddenly spoke up declaring he was a good scout (good for you, she thought sarcastically, who cares) she rolled her head toward the man almost irritated (he was distracting this little challenge she had got going ) She spared the man nothing but a fleeting glance, he seemed a bit ....... like she wanted to dunk him in a bath and scrub him and give him a haircut! But it was not him that caused her to turn in her chair, her attention now solely on one thing. The other man, the one that so jovially bound himself to the Scruffy one.<br/><br/>Even as the two men approached the group and Videl started speaking again (honestly she only paid enough attention to confirm her participation in the group before she stopped listening to a word he said) she did not show any interest in the map he pulled out like some of the other, she didn't even as much as glance at it, she couldn't care less where they were going. Her full attention was on the short man, she studied him intensely, her eyes scanning every inch, from his clothes to his verse odds ends and trinkets. He was short, but not halfling short, finally the man looked in her direction and she actually gave a chuckle of delight when she saw the mismatch eyes.<br/><br/>Well, well, someone had been naughty she thought with a smile. She had studied blood and those most powerful for spells and potions, and here walking right into the Inn was one of the rarest of them all, fae, clearly not pure but still! She wondered if his blood was still strong? She just had to get her hands on some of it so she could test it! She glanced at the other man again quickly, did he even realize what he had with this companion? Why? What was special about him?<br/><br/>Her attention was finally drawn back to the group when Mr thousand battles started flirting with the Red bitch making her snort out loudly and roll her eyes.  She looked like she was about to make another snooty remark but stopped and blink a little in surprise. Taking a breath she sat back in her chair with a little frown, her eyes now only on her lap "I am ready to go whenever you are" she said then kept quiet. She kept to herself from then on. She had not noticed she was flipping back and forth between personalities again and to get it under control she just sat breathing for a while. Her feet were folded in under the chair, so it was kind of hidden but the very observant would notice her shoes had changed, still white so subtle, but not the same.