"I do it every chance I get, but if your mother knew I did that with you she'd flay me. So let's just keep that between us, if she doesn't know about it we might able to do it again." Once home he sat her down on the kitchen counter and set to preparing her meal. "I'm not saying you need to lie about it, but uh... extend the truth. I just teleported us home, because technically that's all I did."<br/><br/>The'kal smirked with a nod.<span style="color: olive">"I figured you'd like that. I can soundproof it, maybe add in some padding so we can be rough as we want. Of course my finest selection of toys for our visitors too."</span>She shook her head and took a sip of her wine as it was delivered.<span style="color: olive">"I'll have the Chef's Special, the veggies and chicken? Tell them to make it spicy though, I've a long night ahead of me and need something to keep me awake."</span>She waved the Dwarf off with a smile and looked back at Ashia.<span style="color: olive">"Well you get to know anyways. The tiger was a cursed Troll, a real jackass and incredibly disrespectful to most women. His mother was one of my first priestesses and was killed by some heretics, you know how it is, anyways I did it as a favor. Now he's back as a Troll and they've one surviving half Draenei half tiger child, I was very uh... frugal with my blessings. I was talking about for dinner dear, it was a joke about eating a Gnome." </span>"That wasn't funny." "<span style="color: olive">Your reaction made it worth it." </span>The Gnome let out a hmph and returned to her meal.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>