Darius watched the woman as emotions seemed to flicker through her. One moment she looked as though she was calming down and then next she was full of force again. For a water nymph, she sure had a lot of fire in her. He thought, for a moment, about telling her that her history meant she didn’t know what the world outside of the sea was, and what men could be; that it was dangerous.<br/><br/>Before he had the chance to, she was demanding an answer to her own question. An amused look crossed his face and he tilted his head slightly to one side as he studied her a moment. It had completely slipped his mind, to tell her his name. She had admitted her own early on but Darius had been focused on a few enemies at the time. “Well, Shira of the sea, my name is Sir Darius of the Dokkailfar. That’s drow, in the common tongue.” He looked her up and down, as if searching for a reaction. In fact, he was. Who was to say that the sea understood the stereotypes of drow? Perhaps words of violence and cruelty had not reached the water.<br/><br/>“I don’t know that you have truly caused a burden. So far as I’m aware no one was harmed. I am currently waiting for my brother-squire, Adrian, to meet me back at this location. He was playing point for the little adventure in the market this morning. I will listen to your bargain, but will not accept and terms until I can speak with him. I would not drag him into anything that he may have objection to. What sort of bargain are you proposing?” Darius took a stance against a wall and leaned there, crossing his arms over his chest. From his place he could glance out of the corner of his eyes at the window, and see the door. He was listening to Shira, but he was also careful to listen to as much of the tavern as his elfin hearing could pick up. Still no sign of Adrian, and he was beginning to worry. Honestly, though, he had no issue taking most deals, bargains, or adventures that popped up and simply dragging Adrian along. He did know, however, that there were some things he could do that Adrian would have moral objection to. So even if he would accept or decline on his own judgment, he would present them to Adrian as a nod towards the younger man’s sentiments. After all, Adrian didn’t necessarily pick this life.