Jacques allows a small smile to grace his lips at the elf's minstrations, but it quickly fades as his mind wanders. He doubted that any being could be as cold and heartless as the harvesters...<br/><br/>But he would soon find out the Drow would give them a run for their money.<br/><br/>Turning slightly, he lets his gaze move up to the elf.<br/><br/>"A change for the better, madame. Never doubt that."