Alyth watched as Runethial ate the tiny piece of cake, and smiled. Even the elf was not immune to the effects of the cake by the blush that stole his cheeks. It was a flattering look on the cold face and made her wonder what was going on in the mind of such a being to place that strong of embarrassment in his cheeks.<br/><br/>She waited for a moment before heading to pick up his plates and the empty bottle, "Do you need a place to stay after all that wine, Mr. Runethial?"