The huge tauren let a brow run rampart up his forehead, ears flicking idly when catching a phrase misunderstood all too easily. Despite her best attempts to trample on in her comment, the bulls smile reacted at its edges, gaining slightly more. Yup, it was easy to spot that he already went there.<br/><br/>And as far as she could deduct, he seemed unapologetic and oddly casual about his subtle display of a maybe-lewd thought.<br/><br/>Baqir summarily shrugged when presented with the predicament in lacking self-control, saying:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkOrange"><b>Well, I still reserves the right to say it could have been much, much worse. You’re still a looker, human or wolf-lady alike..</b></span>” – he paused a bit, looking theatrically ponderous before saying through a broad grin – “<span style="color: DarkOrange"><b>…though “innocent” men like me’s ought to be on guard when you mention them vicious claws. While I much fancy a scratch given in good spirits and under the right circumstances, dangerous women like you could probably carve a fine set of unwilling tattoos if given the incitement, hmm?</b></span>”<br/><br/>He produced another deep chuckle and sampled his honey mead, idly reminded his wise choice in ordering this sort. He “hmm”’ed when she presented herself and extended a hand for a cordial handshake:<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkOrange"><b>Names Baqir “Sunborn” Coalhoof, Sunwalker fresh out of Thunder Bluff, wandering investigator at the employ of the Red Dragon Flight when not pledging lacklustre allegiance to the Horde, ne’er do-gooder and general nuisance at your service.</b></span>”<br/><br/>While providing a warming grin, his large hand gently curled around hers, giving her a firm handshake that luckily wasn’t as crushing as one might expect from a tauren.<br/><br/>“<span style="color: DarkOrange"><b>I’s a pleasure meetin’ someone thick-skinned enough for my incessant curiosity.</b></span>” He added in a smirk.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>