<em>The shifter even blushes and bites her lip a bit as Eliza reasons it out, not exactly eager to leave herself, though her keen eyes not the change in the way the petite elf holds herself, quirking her head slightly to the side, once more confused.<br/><br/>"Still... does... it bother you? You look... uncomfortable..."<br/><br/>Kharali slides off the bed with the lithe, powerful grace of a tiger and begins to pad tentatively towards Eliza, a bit of concern on her face, still biting her lip.</em>