<em>Kharali nods, and, her expression becoming a tad darker, she explains what happened the previous night.<br/><br/>"Well, just by coincidence, we happened to be in the same bar last night, and, well... you seemed to be enjoying yourself quite a lot. Not that I wasn't, just watching, but I'm not precisely the kind to jump into the social scene. Anyway, you got drunk enough to draw some attention from another group of wanderers-- mercenaries, I think-- who figured you were so drunk you wouldn't be able to defend yourself. And it looked like you weren't, so when they tailed you out of the bar, I tailed them. Of course, in waiting for the element of surprise by hanging back a bit, I was almost too late. They almost had you... but, well, let's just say that they won't be bothering anyone for a while after the beating I gave them."<br/><br/>She looks out the window with a far away look, but, after a moment, the shifter's attention returns to the petite elven beauty before her.<br/><br/>"Anyway, you were in pretty bad shape, so I decided to make sure you got home alright... but, even after we got here, you were still in pretty bad shape, and asked me to stay. And so we just kind of sat there on the bed, you in my arms, crying... and, well, one thing sort of led to another..."<br/><br/>The shifter looks away from Eliza, staring instead at the floor, biting her lip.<br/><br/>"I know this might not have been something you'd do in normal circumstances. I know this may have just been a one time thing..."</em>