Cely's face went bright red when Krystal was so relaxed about a possible perv spying on them.  Not that the barmaid could see the girl's reaction.  "So you're okay with someone gawking at us as is?" she asked, forgetting that few, if anyone, from the village nearby could even see in the dark.  If there was someone there, they likely wouldn't be able to see them.  Unless they used some kind of gnomish technology or magical spell, neither of which were remotely relevant in these parts.<br/><br/>The elf's ears perked up again, and she twisted her head to get a better look, but still she saw nothing.  "I heard it again... a twig snapping..."  As if there weren't enough ways to break a twig around here.