The elves didn't deal with gonnes very often, but she had only heard of them in relation to the damage they cause. Cynthia clicks her tongue at the comment, "Maybe that makes the gnomes too dangerous, you know? If they're a potential war of escalation all on their own..." She glanced around again, a little wry grin on her face at Brannoc's comment. She leaned in closer to whisper right in the dwarf's ear, letting him feel her breath on his ear, "If she knew how good the thick root of your dick felt, she wouldn't be such a prude about it." She grinned wide, but pulled herself away to stand up straight, looking up at the rest of the speech with a soft intake of breath. She was excited to be involved, but she wanted to look into this on her own terms.