Dathwed turned a harsh look on Mal, barely suppressed rage simmering under the surface of her eyes. Then, abruptly, she began to laugh. "I think that goblin pissed himself" she chortled, hugging her belly and curling over, her thigh rubbing hard against Mals'.<br/><br/>Leaning back, Dathwed sighed, un-clenching her hands. Four half moons littered across across her palms where her nails had split the skin. "I apologize for my behavior" she said, with a long, drawn out sigh. Wincing, she shook out her hands, droplets of blood speckling on her face.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>