The pig... Ah, the meal.  Yes, it had been very good.  Tamlin gave Ranuk a little smile, nodding his head gently; he would have thought Elvish food wouldn't be something demons liked, but Ranuk was old enough to have lived in the mountains before... well... before a lot of things.<br/><br/>"I'm glad you liked it," he began, now leaning forward to rest his elbows on his knees, hands together under his chin.  His dusky face was thoughtful now as he peered up at Ranuk, eyes like miniature night skies among his fine features.  Moonlight shone well on Dark Elf skin, made them gleam with silver-grey tones.<br/><br/>"Did you like the song...?"  Tamlin tried not to sound hopeful; it hadn't gone over particularly well, it seemed, but he wanted to be sure he hadn't insulted anyone by his choice.  "It's not a popular one, but it's a favorite of mine, and I thought it might be nice..."  He let his words trail off, rubbing at his eyes to avoid meeting Ranuk's any longer, suddenly uncertain.  Perhaps he shouldn't have asked, just let it go...