Lelith is made to feel a little out of place, stood between the two elves now. The were 'pretty close'? The bespectacled mage would have supposed they were sisters, what with their lithe... Stunning, bodies sharing a plethora of perfect features between them. Either that, or Sylvath's precarious choice of words was attempting to hide some fairly predictable subtext, however, Lelith predicted it not, for the very notion brought a blush to her cutely shaded cheeks.<br/><br/>The human girl found herself envious of the two night elves. She shakes her own smoldering mane of red hair, the blazing sun bestowing upon the wavy tendrils the quality of red hot, burning metal, the same shaft of dazzling sunlight catching in the lenses of her round rimmed lenses once she pushed the delicate glasses to the appropriate perch at the top of her nose. The night elves before her stood superior in that respect, neither needing glasses nor having a hair colour akin to the blaze of a beacon lit by the midnight watch. Their eyes were luminous, all-seeing, and their hair was always a cool, smooth shade that fitted into the much more subtle end of the spectrum.<br/><br/>Even the garments they wore, or the garments they didn't wear brought a jealous blush to the mage's face. Their tight fitting, form hugging clothes that clung to sumptuous, exotically tinged skin made her wish that her loose, baggy robes were lost to the far less practical option of something that head less of her pure, pale flesh and showed off her nicely curved figure where the thick robes tended to conceal it. Lelith couldn't believe herself... How could she possibly self conscious for not being one to flaunt her assets for all of Booty Bay to see?<br/><br/>Lelith lingers no longer, nodding with an awkward smile before she turns to pet Aka with a soft rub of his flank. "O-Okay...! I shall be back shortly!" She stammers, making her way to the herbalist's store. Though, she was forced to curse her wandering mind, realising that she wasn't even sure what she wanted. Every time she went over the names of important herbs in her mind, the potent blooms and deadly roots were just replaced with the luscious visages of her two, night elf guests. She could just buy anything, she supposed. They needn't know...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>