When she caught the hawk peering at her, Sharr returned it's gaze, with her own felgreen stare. As if trying to stare the bird down, clearly poorly contributing to making it at ease with the blood elf's presence.<b>“I am sorry, Tyberus is possessive I suppose.”</b>Sharr finally turned her gaze away from the hawk, looking at the draenei again. She kept her face plain in response to Sakeya's words. Nothing bothering to respond to her remark at all. Instead Sharr just wordlessly listened to Sakeya talk, betraying not emotion at all. Only when Sakeya was finished did Sharr speak again.<i>"Mmmm, good."</i>She nodded, then turned her attention to Lin as the pandaren had begun his own explanation.<br/><br/>Sharr carefully memorized Lin's advice, the pandaren's knowledge would likely prove invaluable to her and might just save her life. Knowing your enemy was key, and while kept her face plain, she was grateful that it hadn't been her learning his knowledge firsthand. She straightened herself, crossing her arms.<b>"Wait, Sharr how did you know that I fought Naga before?"</b>The pandaren's question conjured a smug grin onto Sharr lips.<i>"Well...Lin..."</i>The raven-haired blood elf was clearly amused.<i>"Your expressions are quite easy to read, even when you try to obscure your own body language. It was pretty obvious you had experience with these naga before. Considering you're still alive, and standing here as a mercenary, I assumed it was in battle. Simple as that."</i><br/><br/>Sakeya grabbed Sharr's attention before she could elaborate further, sparing the pandaren a self-absorbed lecture about Sharr's training.<b>“As for the meeting, the ninth hour should give everyone time to sleep off whatever their choices may be.</b>” Sharr nodded, clearly having thought that too when she proposed the hour.<b>“I assume you’re to be off Sharr? You don’t look like one to sit and squander an evening.”</b>A frown appeared on Sharr's face. The assassin wasn't used to attention drawn to her person, and the curiosity that Sakeya showed undermined the blood elf's prideful pedestal. Averting her gaze away from the draenei while the tips of her ears reddened, Sharr tried to shrug casually.<i>"I suppose I should find a room for the night. The goblin at the bar is likely going to charge double now that I pissed off the baron."</i>She sighed, squeezing the bridge of her nose while fishing in her pocked for the mana thistle cig.<i>"Why do you ask?"</i>Sharr turned her wary gaze to Sakeya, lighting her cigarette with a magical spark.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>