The gnome's wide-eyed, curious expression was soon marred with a small frown.  This was partially due to her translating his strong accent and language, and partially because she could tell something was depressing this stranger. Orc or not, she really wasn't fond of people being depressing. She followed his gaze to the establishment, then looked back at him curiously. "Are you going there, too? Come on then!" She patted his thigh, and started to bounce her way to the tavern. "Maybe a good drink will cheer you up!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>