The commander chuckled very softly, a deep bassy sound that rumbled from deep in her throat as she shook her head.  "No, I don't think that will be happening.  But I thank you for your time and apologize for our earlier... unpleasantness.  I'm glad to be at better terms with you, and hope that you hear something.  Enjoy your meal, I insist on paying the tab."<br/><br/>She stood and gestured to the man behind the bar, pointing to the table and nodding.  Then looking down she smiled once,  "Have a pleasant night Miss Ylene.  Also you Miss Risingwind."<br/><br/>Then turning on her heel, she strode for the door, leaving the two women to finish their meal in peace.  And with a bit of a conundrum on their hands.  Ylene was concerned about this of course, but what could she do right now about the Ah'mites?  Nothing right now... but maybe inspiration would strike.