As Zeraer left the table, ToneWild simply sat back and watch. Meeting the man's eyes as he looked back, the tenderfoot warrior could think of nothing else to do, but give a great, wide, slightly uncomfortable smile, and when he could be seen no more the smile vanished in an instant. At the moment, Magneol found himself in an unusual state of alertness. Not near alert enough to hear what they were saying behind that curtain, but his heart beat loudly in his ears and the movements of the room seemed very distinct.<br/><br/>ToneWild folded his hands under his chin, staring pointedly at the curtain for just a few moments, before moving to the hooded woman of mystery. He tilted his head just slightly, "I don't suppose you're interested in stories?" The human asked in an extremely casual voice.