The smirk decorating Sharr lips grew wider at Sakeya's wink, even if the gesture was a little forced now. The blood elf quietly considering the draenei's words while watching Sakeya talk. She remained quiet while Sakeya spoke, not interrupting while her fel green eyes remained on Sakeya's face. Unmoving and almost unblinking as Sharr watched the large woman in front, briefly pondering to herself how good those lips might feel. Sakeya's confession that she had never killed a member of the horde amused Sharr, who by all accounts had a far less shining service in the army. She remained quiet until Sakeya finished her tale, before straightening herself out, having rested her chin on her elbow while listening. Evading Sakeya's question for now, she spoke.<i>"How quaint. It's somehow amusing to me that I've killed more of my own kin than you ever have."</i><br/><br/>Sharr sighed, knowing her own story to be far less virtuous than the Draenei.<i>"No, I couldn't have stayed with my people. Truth to be told, I haven't been with them for years. Death and life hold far less value to me than they do to you. Since I was picked up off the street I was groomed to kill. The houses in Silvermoon quarrel and fight on many layers, and assassins like me are just pieces in their great game. Got tired of it though, the second and third war brought relief from the dull inter-house politics and I loved the taste of war. Loved it enough to abandon Silvermoon altogether when the forsaken offered the Sin'dorei a spot in the horde. My home was the battlefield, and if I could, I would have stayed there."</i>She shifts a little considering what bits of the truth to tell the draenei and what lies to soothe her with.<i>"I couldn't stay. I had....a visit from an old friend. So I needed to get as far away as I could from Silvermoon and the war. So...that's why I'm here."</i><br/><br/><i>"I'm a killer, and not a repentant one. I respect you for not wanting to raise arms at the horde, you're a better person than me for it. Heck, I don't really consider myself a real person at all. I'm sorry if this upsets you, but if you want a happy pacifist elf I suggest you look up some half brain-dead night elf or something." </i>Sharr spoke softly, not looking at Sakeya while she awaited the draenei's reaction. She quietly hoped the alien woman wouldn't be too upset, and wondered if she should have lied about the whole thing instead.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>