The elf watched the Orcess her entire way from the bar, to speaking with the other elf, and then back. Everytime she saw that little skirt lift and hike, her hands would immediately jerk into her lap, as if she was trying to cover herself. When the Orcess returned with her tea, she blushed a tad more, trying to advert her gaze in hopes of making the impression that she wasn't staring at the woman the entire time.<br/><br/>"Jullena..." the elf whispered as she received her tea, and watched the Orcess lift her skirt a bit. "Wait!" she said, almost too eagerly, she sat back in her stool, clearing her throat, "Er, uhm, if I may be so bold...what, uh, what is an Orc doing, uhm, so, so far north?" it was so obvious she was nervous, painfully so.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>