He blinked at her response, then let out a low chuckle, his gravelly baritone rolling with the sound. Tucking the pipe away, he grinned.<br/><br/>"Well, I try tae accommodate a lady's wishes. Though clearly, yae've never been in th' presence of good Pandaren tobacco." Still chuckling to himself, he studied her a moment longer, gauging her expression, and the tone she used.<i>Definitely a noble o' some sort.</i>"If I refrain from th' pipe, might I remain 'ere? Yaer spot 'as quite th' view, an' et's rather relaxin'." The Gilnean was grinning, somehow amused at having gotten a bit of a rise out of the elven woman. She'd seemed rather...listless, so seeing her react with a bit more passion was good. Seeing anyone in such a state tended to drive Teryus to do something to get a reaction - he preferred smiles and emotion, even anger, to silence and sadness.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>