Tali just smirked at the agitated caravan leader, she did not want the job of leading this rather ragtag bunch of misfits. Though it looked like â€œRoninâ€ was taking their advice and leaving to take the injured elf back to town, least she slow them down or lose her leg. Mostly though Tali was concerned about her slowing them down, there was a bonus to be collected should they make it back early and even with this set back she planned on getting back early.<br/><br/>Standing there watching the strange swordsman prepare to leave Tali had to control herself, least she be overtly sarcastic and rude. It was hard though, watching him do everything the hard and show off way instead of just using his brain and asking for help. Hell he could have asked she would have given him her water skin to fill with the soup, rather then have him fill bowls and then magick up some lids for them (that was just odd). Then when he magick up the litter to carry the elf again she just shook her head, it was just so unnecessary, especially when she noted the slight twinge of pain he experienced when he did it. Making her wonder if he was even going to have use of his hands when this was all said and done. Wasteful really given the plethora of  excess supplies that just came into their possession, there was more then enough spears and leather hides to have made a rather nice and comfortable litter.<br/><br/>All well to each their own, she supposed.<br/><br/>After the awkward conversation between her and â€œRoninâ€, Tali began to focus on gathering up the gear of the goblins when, much to her â€œluckâ€, yet another elf came wandering up. Though once the thing began to speak Tali realized it was her singing that had alerted the others to the ambush. Prepared to just dismiss you like any other useless Elven trash....<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold"> â€œI am in your service until such time as you no longer desire my presence." </span></span><br/><br/>With a grin, born from years of waiting for her moment to stick it to the elves and all their snooty high and mighty attitude, she stood to her full height her chin slightly raised in an air of superiority.<br/><br/>â€œGood. You can be in my service then, as my bull got injured in your rescue and now I am going to be forced to walk not to mention the fact that he could have been killedâ€ she strode over to the elf looking her up and down. â€œSo till I deem the debt of his blood is repaid you are in my service, understand?â€