The green seems quite shocked by his offer, although she only shows, outwardly, a single eyeridge raising. "An emissary for you... to my Queen? That is an offer I could hardly refuse, my lord," she replies, and he can sense a grudging respect forming inside her; she still doesn't<em>like</em>Draiss, but she respects someone who offers such a sweet deal, although she's somewhat suspicious. "Would there be anything else this job would require of me?"<br/><br/>Irlixia remains passive, beside him, as the various creatures are brought through; she knows she has no place interfering in his decisions, and merely nods to him mental request.