<div class="floatleft">(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2015/056/6/f/jiroph_by_pixeldust86-d8jjoji.jpg)</div>He looked at her when she spoke about Erica and the sad face seemed to lessen into just a damp frown. Even if she didn't mean to, he found it funny. He imagined that she would have loved to have company in a brawl. He was watching her now, she drew his attention away from the crowd. She looked uncomfortable and he was sure that it was because of the mood. Asvett had approached him so jovially and here she was just as he, sullen. But, her last statement was right. He looked at her for a few moments and nodded, noticing how she hung her head, either from embarrassment or shame.<strong>"You're right."</strong>He took another, less aggressive  drink from the cup, viewing her over the rim of it. She wanted to help, so he would help her to help him.<strong>"In memory of her, I will try to keep my spirits as high as she did."</strong>He set the drink down and looked at Asvett with a neutral look, open for her to try her best.<br/><br/>He took a glance at the mug with its frothy drink near the bottom of it, and then back at her.<strong>"One thing that wouldn't work would be to bring more ale. I'd be wasting it before getting drunk."</strong>Jiroph said with a small smile. It wasn't a challenge or a boast, it was merely him warning her that intoxication was unlikely for him. Although his mind still lingered on Erica he wanted to make the best he could out of this night. He only had so much time to use, and didn't want to waste it. He didn't know when he'd next be back, if he wanted to come back. The goblin's impression on him was good, he knew that he'd be able to find happiness and good times with her. It would be nice to have that, but he doubted that he'd be able to share much with her. The bright personality might allow some secrets to leak through, which would be unpleasant to say the least.