"Oh!?" Viloet let out, arching an eyebrow and baring her teeth confusedly as she murmured, "...I didn't know there was a scarcity of<em>cows</em>in Malchanceux..."<br/><br/>"Uhm! Yeah..." She offered with a smile as she got up to her feet, "...You're not gonna kill me now, are you?"<br/><br/>The halfling looked back before returning her gaze to the man above her, "I mean... I guess it's better than exporting rat milk to school children or something."