The piercing elven gaze turned to look at Kyras, her eyes appearing empty of amusement or flighty haunting merriment like many elves who find themselves in humanity's taverns. Not that the gaze was hostile, but one that Kyras could quickly mark as 'professional' in manner. Her lips did curl slightly into a smile as she spoke however, his words in elven reaching her in that moment perhaps.<br/><br/><strong>"I do not require my bow to have an entertaining time, but I must say it helps."</strong>she gives her grin a little more effort at that.<strong>"However, I'm not a stranger to the idea of entertainment. If I require a distraction for an evening, I might play a few... games."</strong>she said with the vaguest of pauses, hinting that the word might not be precisely what she was intending.<strong>"Or, I might spend an evening alone reading, Misha laying across my feet, perhaps enjoying a hearthfire."</strong>she comments idly.