Maoria's smile faded just as quickly as she saw the look of misplaced fear on Vinadine's face, the drawback of Norbert as if she didn't want her to touch him. After all she was used to that look, used to that behaviour towards her person, and she turned herself away from the group looking up at the sewers with a faked interest. Her eyes however dimmed in light, the little sparkles that had seemed to live up moments before were gone from sight now, and she returned back to the distant priestess she was before, the person how she was as they had met her.<br/><br/>She turned around, a distant gaze upon her face now as she replied to the deathknight with a monotone voice. "Excellent, that you found someone to help you in purchasing a new armour. That means I'm no longer necessary I guess.. She caressed her gloves, looking down at her slender fingers as she avoided any eye-contact. But what does your mistress need, succubus? " She looked up from her own fumbling fingers to see what the succubus had to say.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>