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<br/>​</div>Listening as the feline spoke, Marek nodded in agreement. He could see how Sybille might present to others as haughty, though she'd been nothing but kind to him. And, of course, he'd not been there for the initial meeting between the two of them. If Sybille had indeed simply grabbed things without asking then yes, that was rude. He bowed a little to the feline.<br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"I apologize for my companion's behavior. Perhaps it is best of I act as mediator for the two of you?"</span></b>he suggested, thinking that if Sybille was not so forward and if this feline was not so high-strung, that they could certainly work together.<br/><br/>Then... she sussed him out a bit and he blushed. He could only agree, though he refused to tell her just what he was. Maybe, in time...<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"You are correct. I am not entirely human, though I would appreciate of perhaps you kept that between us, for now?"</span></b>he said, looking hopeful, and searching her eyes. He then gave her a counter-argument to her assessment of their skills.<br/><br/><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"Actually, acting as a Ranger or guide might very well be what we need. I would think that our wide selection of skills between the three of us would complement our task and not be overly focused. The wider the range of skills, the better."</span></b>he suggested, trying quite hard to convince her, and the earlier shyness having disappeared as he focused more on their mission.<br/><br/>He smiled brightly as she agreed to go back and talk to Sybille, and he nodded.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"That is quite agreeable. Thank you so much!"</span></b>he said, and then, before he led the way back he asked softly, that blush returning.<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"May I know your name, please?"</span></b>he asked. Then, whether or not she agreed, he would indeed lead her back to The Sleeping Giant.<br/><br/>The common room was just as raucous as before, though the gambling table was down a man, and the woman dancing on the table seemed to have lost her top. Marek looked for Sybille and did find her, giving a small wave as they reentered. Then, with smooth deft movement he made his way back to the table, trusting their possible partner to follow. He gave Sybille a look and said softly to her, sure that the feline would hear regardless,<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">"Be nice, and not so grabby."</span></b>he said, and then took the seat he'd asked about earlier, now quite famished and the food still present, though likely growing cold.