Both Draiss and the Reaper paused at her last line, before looking at each other, and then looking around, as if totally not expecting that reply. Which, in Draiss' case, he honestly wasn't. "Um, no, actually, that was not what I was asking or implying. I was wondering more if she would be a good counterpoint to the squishy drow wizard. Perhaps I should as Delva, as Suzuanne, the gnoll, is a favored soul. A divine equivalent to the sorcerer. Trying to get teams put together, so I can stop rushing off at the first sign of something interesting, I mean trouble, and let everyone else get out and play."<br/><br/>"He actually meant the first, though I am sure you already knew that."<br/><br/>Draiss glared at the Reaper, now poking into the hips and thighs of the construct. "Do you want to go back into the box?"<br/><br/>"Please don't put me back in the box. I'll behave, promise."<br/><br/>Draiss shook his head, before turning back to Nadriina. "Am I really that bad? As that one, I mean, not in response to its earlier comment."