Xholkrox could feel the air being squeezed out of him when Garshna hugged him as she explained away the conversation to the hulk of a blacksmith. Only when she finally let go could he draw in air once more, thankful that his race were able to hold their breath for ten minutes or more, he was certain if he had been human or elf he was have fainted from lack of oxygen.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, partly to refill his lungs and partly out of relief that Alcinder had left them alone. The T'Skrang grunted when he felt a finger poke him hard in the ribs, putting the ale down quickly he smiled as charmingly as he could to the Orc, almost offering to buy her a new one in replacement the young T'Skrang stopped himself just in time. Instead he placed his elbows on the table rested his head in his hands and looked at each of his friends expectantly "You were trying to decide who was going to take me fishing weren't you?" he asked with a smile on his face and a longing gaze at Reya.