Reya dismissed the old Bard, turning her attention to her usual activity during these gatherings with her friends, that of observing their byplay. Gara and Xhol's banter amused her, making her feel warm inside for some reason. She tuned to Ari, who had, true to form, lost her focus and was lost in one of her fantasies, her eyes on the T'Skang. She shook her head, splaying her red hair around her, noticing that Ilene was the only one that avoided looking at Xhol. It was odd that the one of them who had most experience with men, couldn't deal with her desires concerning one that was among her best friends. Must be a human thing. Of course she pointedly avoided her own feelings on the matter, but she wondered at the odd thought the odd one out, the only male in the group, actually seemed much like the glue that cemented them all together. She wondered if her group of friends would be as close if not for him being a part or it...<br/><br/>Ari's words shook her out of her own reverie, and she chuckled, her eyes settling on the pretty innkeepers daughter, whom she winked at as she spoke...<br/><br/>"Do we ever?