"Fine by me," the giant replied, sitting in the table's chair. He put his crossed arms down on the tables edge, and at this point was looking directly at Blue. He cared not of the elf's name, and disregarded its cocky remark. "This table is too high for you to jump from, you'd splatter crimson on my polished floors. Don't get any utterly stupid ideas."<br/><br/>The woman, still sitting upon the ground, states her name. "My name is Layla. May I ask why you seem comfortable around me?" She gingerly pushed curled hair from her face. Her voice was sincere.