Blinking up at the weird man in armor, still idly chewing on my candied apple and wondering what he is rambling about. Wondering why he thinks I stole from a man that has a serving tray of food for the express purpose of serving to guests here on the temple grounds. Then it comes readily enough rolling my eyes some and sighing from the effort. Paladin Thwang? With a name like that, how could I pass up the chance?<br/><br/>"Oh this? I did not steal from him, oh no. We still quite owes me for that lovely night of passion we had a few days ago. Such a lovely night that was, having a TRUE man show me the ways of passion and ropes...."<br/><br/>Giving him a innocent far off look, blushing some as I stand there looking cute. The candied apple still up to my mouth, idly chewing on it. Of course it is all made up, some pay back for this paladin person and his butting in where it does not belong. Still, gotta keep a tight reign on my certain talents, no need to spark a riot here in the crowd. People tend to get angsty around fallen angels, as though my bad behavior could rub off of them.