A single, slender eyebrow rose as the half-breed spoke, his harsh words causing the corners of her mouth to turn down in a slight frown.  While she did not appreciate how he seemed to be scolding her as if she were a child, he did have a point.  Archane had never been one to worry about table manners too much, though it wasn't as if she behaved like some uncultured swine either.  She simply didn't pay too much attention to formalities, as her mind was always on more important things.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"Perhaps<i> you</i> shouldn't be so quick to jump to conclusions."</span>, she said firmly, violet eyes narrowing in a warning.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">"I apologize if my... lack of manners offended you though.  It's nothing personal.  I just don't care about trivial things like that."</span>Normally, Archane wouldn't bother to explain herself to someone.  She didn't care what other people thought, or if they got offended so quickly over something as ridiculous as table manners.  However, she was trying to persuade him to help her out with a large task, one that would certainly be life threatening.  So practicing a little more tact that she would normally use, might be helpful in this particular situation.<br/><br/>The sudden appearance of an older woman caught the female Dragonkin by surprise though, her head tilting back some so she could get a better look at her.  Archane quickly disregarded the compliments, not believing them to be genuine, as she felt the word "beautiful" wasn't exactly something that described her.  What confused her he most though, was the fact that this woman was so... easy-going in front of her.  In front of<i>them</i>.  Wasn't she deterred by what they were, and were they came from?  She had expected everyone in this town to behave in the same way the crowd from earlier acted towards them... With violence, hatred, and fear.  Could she have been wrong?  As the rather attractive older woman went on to ask what Archane would like to eat, she had been about to tell her that she wouldn’t be ordering anything, as she only had so much gold.  However she was interrupted by the half Dragon, who seemed to be implying by what he said that he would be paying for her food tonight.  The young Dragonkin blinked once in surprise as she glanced over at him, as she hadn’t expected such generosity from him after seeing how he had acted towards her so far.  It was.. kind.  But unnecessary.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">“Thank you... but you don’t have to do that.  I’ll be fine.”</span>She didn’t feel right about accepting his offer, when she had something far greater to ask of him.  Something entirely unreasonable to ask of a complete stranger, she was beginning to realize.  If it were in her power, she would do it alone.  In fact, she preferred it that way, as it meant no one else would have to get involved.  Only she would have to carry the burden, while everyone else could stay safe.  However this was something out of her hands, and she had no choice but to ask for help from someone capable enough.<br/><br/>As she tried to politely decline his offer though, her stomach growled in protest, scolding her for turning down free food when she had traveled so far on so little.  She had barely had breakfast, and had been running on fumes all day, which was something her body seemed to have had enough of.  A light flush of pink rose to her cheeks as she glanced up at the woman she now knew as Sheena, who looked down at her knowingly with a raised eyebrow.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">“Um... okay.  I’ll have what he’s having... with some steamed vegetables as well.”</span>, she said, giving in as she glanced down at the table in almost an ashamed manner.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ffff"> “Of course dear.  It’ll be out shortly.”</span>Sheena smiled and nodded at that, seeming pleased with herself as she walked off to retrieve her meal.  Nodding, Archane waited until she was gone before glancing over at the man sitting across from her, his large stature seeming to dwarf the table he was currently sitting at.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">“Thank you... I’ll pay you back when I can.”</span>, she said, eyeing him curiously as he continued to attack whatever meat was currently laying on his plate.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#b300b3">“My name is Archane, by the way.  Archane Dalvesta.”</span>