Inyrra smiled as she leaned in, stroking Duridwyn's head and muzzle, even laughing softly when the large Elven hound leaned into her firm strokes. He was truly an amazing creature and the tiefling was happy that he had not taken a dislike to her. When her ears caught Aya's softly spoken comment and looked up to see what the elf meant she could not help but blush upon seeing where the elf's gaze lingered. She thought it best not to respond, assuming that Aya might not have been aware that the word had slipped from those lips. She took a deep shuddering breath to steady her suddenly pounding pulse and patted Duri on the head gently before standing. She was facing Aya and only a short distance separated them but Inyrra's attention was diverted when she saw Aeshallyn moving away from the cleric.<br/><br/>She was actually beginning to feel bad for him the way they had pestered him. The way Aeshallyn continued to. She shrugged mentally though; perhaps if he had not been so arrogant at the outset this could have been avoided. Too late for that now she supposed. As if that interaction were not enough her attentions were again drawn to Gajol's conversation with the human. She listened intently, nodding along with Gajol's statements. She found that she rather enjoyed the barbarian's fairly blunt conversation style. It moved things along nicely. She eyed the druid intently, waiting for his response. She hoped that they might have obtained another ally for this quest. She liked a group, especially if they could work together. Casting her glance to Aeshallyn and their cleric friend she hoped that remained the case.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>