He glanced at the elf, and then at the holy symbol, then back at the elf, before speaking in Abyssal. "Well, maybe this won't be as painful as I thought, daughter of my kyn."<br/><br/>He switched back to common, mostly because the abyssal language made his throat hurt. "Though I do have to wonder if the paladin is really THAT oblivious."<br/><br/>Once his drink arrived, he slammed the first back, and held out for a second. He might not have the usual resistance to poison, but he was damn near immune to alcohol.