Elith is shocked at the sudden gestus. He grabs the draeneis hands and pushes them off his eyes "Hey... I was smacked once... I don't wanna die aswell!" he lets out a sigh. He turns his head from Enalai, putting the blindfold over his eyes again. He then looks at the young draenei, nodding "Besides... many healers have already tried. Orc shaman, troll shadow priests, don't ever wish to be examined by the trolls, they are really a pain in the ass, and their needles, oh the arcane no. Even my own kin have not managed to heal what has happened" he shook his head "But thank you for the offer! It is definently a change from the smack" he tries to appear as he looks at Hekabe, but instead he have his head turned in a complete different direction. He turns to the counter again, he pulls off most of the fur, revealing tight clothes beneath it. He places the fur onto the counter, and then leans over it "I apologise the... groping... but it is hard to figure what you do when you cannot see. I got several bruises across my body just to proof that" he smiles softly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>