"Like hell I'm going to work alongside someone whose very existence sullies the elven name", the wood elf growled to Ania, before she regained her composure. "And back to you, holy blackmailers, I agree with what Lady Meldine says: you need to learn to be a bit more diplomatic", she said as she backed away from the doors towards Ania and Min. The very next moment, she quickly dragged an extremely thin wooden splinter and jabbed it into Min's shoulder. Although sharp, it was not very painful, and naught but a trinkle of blood ran from the wound. "Now let me teach you how to be diplomatic", she explained, holding up the wooden needle she had just poked into Min's shoulder, "This splinter is covered in a poison, one that I brewed myself especially for neutralizing large, aggressive forest animals, though it would definitely work on a beastkin if it had to. I know how to nullify the effects, but I will only tell you once I'm out of those doors. So, would you rather lose one or two blessed today?" She seemed even more serious than before, yet she appeared to be uneased.