Zer WAS about to comment on her second retort, but the sudden rub caused the poor man to twitch again, before unwillingly relaxing into the gesture. But he still had some will to him, hands slumping off the counter, vanishing under it as he murmured strange sounds to himself... They were not Common, or Zandali... What little will he had left set upon the action, making him seem lost to the world in his own actions, or lost unto hers from an onlooker's perspective... In a moments time, however, the fruits of his labor were bared, as what could only be described as a chilling, almost slimy feeling hand traced the contours of the back of her neck, ever so gently, ever so slowly. Yet, there was no hand to be seen, or anything at all in her vicinity. The mage certainly had his tricks, that was for sure. "Done say, ah did'na worn joo..." He half slurred out, grinning around his tusks at her...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>