Sara blushed, belatedly realizing how poorly she had come across. “I apologize. I didn’t mean to ignore the importance of any unfair treatment you’ve endured—I only meant that I consider the motives behind that unfairness to be invalid. I did a very poor job of getting my point across, and I won’t bother you any further.”<br/><br/>The sorceress decided that she might as well get her mind off her embarrassment. She left the bar stool and asked the bartender to give her change in silver for one of her gold pieces. The young human then moved over to the table where the half-elf was dancing and took a seat. She put down one of her silver for the dancer and smiled shyly at her. Sara admittedly felt a little self-conscious ogling her, but she enjoyed watching a beautiful woman who could be so seductive and graceful. And of course, dancers needed money just as much as anyone else.