The spell had worn off in time for her to catch most of what he'd said, looking down at his hand when he presented her one of her own daggers. There was a dangerous look in her eye when her gaze moved back to his face, but the smirk on her lips seemed to be less dangerous and more of something else. Her body shivered a slight bit when she thought back to the technique he'd just used on her and a brow perked as she reached for her dagger, "Hahaha, no offense taken, I'm impressed. And yes, a truce."<br/><br/>Her body shifted and she brought her crossed legs back under the bar counter, downing the last of her tea before setting the cup back. Lifting the dagger she had, she tried to figure out mentally where this one was stowed away before feeling a slight void near her knee. He must've teleported the thing when he was distracting her. Looking down, she uncrossed her legs long enough to flip a small pocket open and slid the weapon back in its hiding place. Afterward, she circled her finger around the edge of her cup, looking back at the troll, a sly grin on her face, "Though now I'm curious. What else, apart from catching a rogue off-guard, is that hand-trick useful for?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>