Kalith smiles as the sheepish Bosmer shuffles closer to the fire place for warmth, the Dunmer herself looking unbothered by any cold , even in her simple night shirt and nothing else. There -were- a few items of value in the room a thief might be able to take a gander at, mainly the silver statue of Azura, holding a sapphire shaped exactly like her fabled star, that and a few ingots of precious Ebony or gold however it mainly all looks mundane. The Dunmer watches as the woman contorts her face in pain ever so slightly and her starved mind took her to where the wound might me, maybe her stomach? Side? Maybe it was still bleeding ...ohhh yes... " You didn't wake me , don't worry about that" The elf tears her hungry eyes from the Bosmer, a visible thirst in them for a second, perhaps mistakable for lust or.. need however it was not lust of a physical sort though that isn't to say Kalith didn't find the other elf attractive. She had always admired Bosmer and their ways.She respected   even more so their traditions and this one seemed to be a fine hunter, regarding the quality of the pelts. That was endearing to the more. . . well, the part of Kalith that made her a wolf in sheep's clothing.<br/><br/>As the fire casts flickering shadow's over the pale-grey Dunmer skin, skin so pale that made it seem she had a fear of the sun , her eyes shone like an animal's ever so briefly in the darkness before a few silent footsteps brought her around the corner of her 'bar' to lean on the wooden top  with her arms crossed under her breasts , the shirt dipping perilously low for a moment before the Dunmer looked down and raised a brow in good humor. "Ah... I haven't had visitors in so long, no wonder you were looking at me like that. Sorry, this isn't appropriate for a nighttime visit at all, is it ? At least one that doesn't end in bed." Kalith laughs and tucks a strand of black hair behind her ear as she listens to her sister-elf's speech about the furs and the quality of them. Kalith looked at the bundle before looking the Bosmer in the eyes for a moment as  the wheels in her mind turning as she pondered on them. The  Dunmer didn't really need crafting materials, no. She was living off quite the profit she had made a few years ago but this woman seemed to need those Septims and by the look of her, probably to be happy with a bellyful of mead. A pang of sorrow struck the Dark Elf followed by brief stirrings of jealously that she hid with a kind smile, a hand running over the furs as an expert eye examined them. What she'd give to feel warm and happy, spent and in a lover's arms, even a paid lover if it came to it, but to feel warm and content... that was what she wished for.<br/><br/>With a shake of her head and  a tussle of black locks the Dunmer sighed and ran a hand through her mane before settling her other away from the pelts and on top of her wooden counter. Truth be told the furs were of excellent quality, she could make a noble's leathers out of these if she bought the salts and tanned them herself it would be -quite- the profit if she actually decided to use them and... once more the Bosmer just... she couldn't refuse the woman, something about her that felt kindred with her darker side. One arm moved to cross over her chest, more to spare the sight 'politely' from the Bosmer though some part of her , now after her pang of jealousy hoped the elf was looking to see once more her flesh. "Well, I can give you seven Septims apiece actually, business has been slow but only because I want it so, I used to smith for the minor landed nobles here and turned quite the profit off of one... particular piece." Kalith cleared her throat, her voice the usual, throaty, husky tone of the Dunmer though very feminine. As she turned her head to look for her strongbox, well hidden under the counter, it was clear just how gaunt she was. Her cheeks were thin and her bone's high , it almost made her look skeletal briefly before she turned back, producing a weight bag of gold with no doubt some extra coin in it. "Oh.. and of course a bonus for your hard work."  Something about Kalith made her particularly charismatic.. like it was part of her..<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>