The elf jolted, his bony shoulder jutting up in surprise at the touch. "Snowy-skinned?" He grumbled under his breath with embarrassment more than annoyance, looking away quickly with a huff.<br/><br/>Joanne lifted her drowsy head to gaze at Galard, it taking a minute before she seemed to process what he said. With a lazy wave, the girl released her glass to bury her face into the nook of her elbow. "Mfime someome elmse to mdo it." The mumbled voice replied, making Einar bristle with fury.<br/><br/>"JOANNE!"<br/><br/>The hair flipped backwards again, purplish blue eyes darting back and forth in a fright. "What, what?"<br/><br/>The elf's shoulder raised, teeth gritting as he barely could contain his anger. "Can you take something seriously for once? The guild needs help."<br/><br/>Joanne paused, thinking carefully over his words. "Mmm nope. Too tired."<br/>"Oh my god!"