The ursine stood as Eyanosa approached.  It was impossible to see most furries blush, as their face was covered in hair.  But the Ursine's face went down as if he was embarrassed to meet her gaze as she spoke.  He stuck out his hand in greeting, obviously declining the other offer of hers.  "Name's Nit, pleased to meet you holy one."  He used a slightly more archaic term for the initiated priests and paladins, which showed that he was obviously not a city dweller, though Eyanosa already suspected that anyways.  "Thank you for coming.  I wasn't expecting anyone so quickly, I only left the temple but an hour ago.  After the responses I got at the other temples... well..."<br/><br/>He seemed unable to meet her gaze at all.  Despite his large frame, his corded muscles, his imposing form which was easily inches taller than Eyanosa, he seemed either shy or intimidated by her.  He gestured to the table, "May I buy you a drink and I'll tell you the problem?  I don't know what Her most holy Poe'taun has told you of my problem."