Mal grinned at the girl as she fished for an answer. "Come on," she said with a grin, "I've seen through lies that were many times better than that." When she finally admitted what was really bothering her she nodded, "Never really thought about the whole arcane addiction and what effect such a magical city like Dalaran would have. No reason to be embarrassed. Personally, if I had that hanging over my head, I'd try to avoid it as much as possible." She shuddered, "Those wretched are creepy."<br/><br/>When the drink spilled, she jumped up as well, mostly to prevent bourbon from splashing onto her, as well. She began to help wipe the burbon from the elf's armor when she realized that she was wiping it from her breasts. She didn't remove her hand, but her face did flush a darker green.<br/><br/>((Hehe. It's alright. If you want to quit for the night, that's fine.))<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>