Amethyst gave the Elven woman a slight nod, the menu was sitting in the middle of the booths' table yet she needn't need to even take a glance at it.<em>"Just my usual, ask Godrith, he knows what I have..."</em>She said to the girl who returned it with a nod, and a small twitch to the right side of her mouth- the smallest, and rarest Elven maid grin. After the girl turned away, Amethyst slipped out from the booth and bowed her head to Arcxsus,<em>"I won't be a tick.."</em>She said, not giving him a chance to reply before she quickly snatched her empty glass from the table and twitched off towards the bar where a very spunky looking Terrax stood waitind for her, another glass in his hand.<br/><br/>The Terrax gave her a twinkling smile- "I do believe you ordered this miss Amethyst, I do hope it is what you wanted," he was saying as she approached him, one of her contagious smiles progressing across her face, ear-to-ear. The Terrax gave her an inclination of his head before passing her the drink, "don't spill a drop, your hearts desires want this." Amethyst quirked a brow but took the drink from him,<em>"You are strange, child."</em>She told him before taking a soft sip, a grin escalating into a smirk across her jaw-<em>"ahh...It is exactly like the way my mother used to make it! I thank you warrior."</em>She said, leaning up on her tiptoes and dropping a kiss onto his cheek. Of course, he turned and bowed his head, obscuring her path to try plant one on his lips, her hand whipped up and pushed his face to the side though.<em>"Be safe, Warrior. I fear the worst is to come, patrols are getting shorter and yet the Guardians are shifting.... Have you any news for me?"</em>The Terrax seemed a little dumbfounded, had she really rejected<em>him</em>for a kiss? He shrugged it off nonchalantly and withdrew a scroll from his backpack. "The only news any of us have had..." He told her as he passed it over. She nodded and slipped it into her dress, a hidden pocket frayed to look like a velvet layer.<em>"I thank you for your courage, now, get back to work. Come to me if anymore is heard."</em><br/><br/>With that, she drew a finger across his cheek, dipped her head, and stalked back to the table and her group of babbling bandits. Her cup in hand, she slipped back into the booth and placed it on the table, her hands loosely around it as she waited to see what the others were ordering.