Teryus watched as the elven woman unbound her hair, her silky tresses flowing free like ink down her shoulders. Her question was an interesting hypothetical, but it took his mind a moment to focus on it. It really should have no impact whether her hair was up or down, and yet it did. She seemed more relaxed, perhaps, and the thoughtful look on her face was neither listless nor sad. He had noted her as attractive - which one might say for all elves, and Tery would fight you that that was definitely not the case - but with her hair down, and her eyes showing a bit more spark, she was even more, well...charming. Though the word seemed a bit lackluster, now.<br/><br/>"If taeday was th' only day I 'ad..." he repeated, mulling the question over, moving his gaze from her with some difficulty. "Well," he began, shifting to be more comfortable where he sat. "Reckon I'd be 'ere long as I could, makin' th' most o' my time 'owever I could." Shaking his head, he chuckled. "I mean, only sae much yae could dae on this island, mind yae. Drink a tauren un'er th' table, maybe. Run the races, see if I could get an autograph from e'eryone one o' th' musicians playin'..." A shrug and a playful grin as he looked out over the ocean. "Fin' a charmin' lass an' see how many ways an' places we could 'ave fun where we werenae s'posed tae 'fore the carnies found us. Tha's a solid list, I think."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>