Grishka fell backwards to sit down, as if blown back by the prospect of being akin to 'drunkards'. Still, that this halfling could be so targetted by fate as to endure these types of situations daily... "So what, you're some kind of erotica heroine? Not that it sounds completely farfetched. I've never seen a halfling as developed as you are but you seem a little too... reluctant, I guess?"<br/><br/>But, wait. If she's drawing parallels to gruesome death, does she just know it will innevitably happen? These situations, all the time. "Oh my god. It bores you, doesn't it?"