"Well, I figure there's already plenty ta worry about, so I ain't gonna worry too much about whose eyes are on me. Unless it's a pair o' pretty little eyes like yours tossin' me a wink." Gently, Marric gives the halfling a squeeze and lets his eyes shut for a moment... only to pop them right back open when he realizes just what kinds of thoughts are playing in the back of his mind. All he knows is that he is very, very tempted to pull the little halfling into his lap all of a sudden. "An' from what I saw, the Snakehead was usin' it to drain life from people. So I imagine the shard has somethin' to do with the energy in a person's body. Though if it's gotta be energy from a virgin's body, then I don't think I'll be botherin' with it too much."<br/><br/>With a shrug, Marric finally releases the halfling from his embrace, crossing his own arms over his chest. For a moment, he realizes that he's stopping early, as if he were still in his female form... but he recovers quickly enough that most people probably wouldn't notice. Not that that stops him from shooting a self-conscious glance Lissu's way to see if she's registering it the way he is...<br/><br/><em>Getting very used to bein' in that other form...</em><br/><br/>"The way I figure it, we'll get goin' first thing in tha mornin', an' take a much needed night to rest and loosen up in the meantime. When the elf gets back, we can ask about lodgin' here in the tower, or head on back to our rooms at tha inn. I'd offer ya a bed in my house, but I hadn't even had time ta get a cushion in there since it was given ta me day before yesterday..."