"Ah, that's a pity.  The last time I had meat, it was mostly dry and crunchy, and didn't have much flavor.  If you can find someone that can cook it well, I'd love to try some again."  She thought for a moment, simply eating her salad without adding much before Mareth continued.  "Oh, I didn't mean to imply you didn't perform," she said hastily, shaking her head, "I just meant most of the bards I met seemed to think they were always performing.  They weren't anywhere near as entertaining as they thought they were."<br/><br/>Sylvia blushed again when Mareth asked about their people, hesitating a bit before answering.  "No... well, a little, I suppose..." she stammered, trying to mask her unease by turning her attention back to the food.  "I mean... well, I've had companions from the other races, but there's something about being with our own kind, I think..." she trailed off, her face starting to glow redder with each word.