"Should let me make you tankard like mine." Onyx teased as she held her own pint tankard up for a refill. She chuckled as she took the tankard back with a smile, the stout reinforced stone tankard looking quite in place with her dwarfish accent. "Cayden Cailean frowns when you waste the sacred beer." She said of her patron god with a teasing smile.<br/><br/>"I'll talk to the pretties and you speak with the wee giant, get what they think of this job yes?" She added with a smile.