The Elf sighs deeply at Demetri's words, and then again at the second phrases Varon speaks. She visibly bites her lip then, eyes casting over to both Ari and the gnome after that as they answer.<strong>"It's good to hear that the two of you have heart in you to help, but I fear I will not be able to change your friends mind. You see, it is not the impression I have made on him so much as it is the impression he has for all my kind. Your Elf friend is city raised; I am not. That is the difference to him. We have just fought for too long."</strong>She explained to the two as he danced her finger tips together.<br/><br/>It was a second later before Melanie stood from her chair, brushing the long silver locks back behind her neck.<strong>"I'm sure he'll find something more worth while to listen to tonight or tomorrow. It is only a matter of time before the lot of you are dragged into this one way or another. Come search me out at Dalhonna's Gallery when it does. I may yet be able to help."</strong>She spoke, the words soft and musical before she turned to walk from the tavern.<strong>"You know where to find me if you need something."</strong>She told the two left at the table, and kept walking to leave the tavern. This no doubt leaves the two adventurers wondering about her last words.<br/><br/>Meanwhile Varon and Demetri's actions at the table draw notice. The barkeep nods with a wince at first with how he snapped about the beef, but perked up quickly at the coins laid on the table.<strong>"Thank you for your patronage. It will be up for you shortly."</strong>She says before going back to wiping the bar down. She then dusts her hands off and sends the order back, and has Demtri's mug filled up in no time along with Varon's. A wink later that says for the two to enjoy and she is once again back to serving more customers.