<div class="floatleft">(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/323/6/e/jiroph_by_jennyverse-d870m8h.jpg)</div><br/>Jiroph had an addled mind and was easily triggered into action when needed, which was why he had reacted so suddenly to a non-existent threat. He could tell that she had noticed, he saw how she looked at him. The elf let out a long breath and sunk into the chair, looking past her at the people in the tavern. There, was plenty of people enjoying themselves and the events unfolding, and there was Jiroph, sober from the frivolous fun that held the atmosphere of the tavern. It made him feel like he was missing something and he really didn't know what it could be. Perhaps it was just a pretty woman to give him some company, but he wasn't sure.<br/><br/>He looked up at Erica as she spoke, to what he answered,<strong>"It's fine. I can do that."</strong>He continued to watch as she stood and came to him, feeling her hand upon her thigh. He wouldn't have let anyone else come so close, but he felt as if he knew her intentions. There was no way an enemy of his would end up as a worker in this place. He looked up into her eyes as she continued to speak and gave her a nod. However he wasn't quite sure if she knew what he wanted. He was still deciding himself.<strong>"Actually, could you get me another drink?"</strong>Maybe once he started feeling the drink but him stronger he'd be able to decide.