Ilyana didn't gawk like most people did to the new tieflings arrival. As a matter of fact, it didn't bother her at all. Unlike most races, the moon elves were very tolerant of nearly all races. Though she found the tieflings intriguing, she had never met any before. Of course she had read and heard rumors about them, but she was fascinated about them. She wondered if they spoke abyssal, one of the languages she had learned and their race tends to speak. Turning back to the bartender who smiled at her she blushed lightly, before realizing she had no idea what to order.<br/>"What would you recommend, I'm truely in the mood for anything." She felt awkward not knowing what they offered, or what she wanted. She also really felt awkward about not being able to stop starring at the tieflings. She wasn't staring at them in an awkward or hostile manner, but with a look of interest and intrigue. She took in their similarities, and their differences. She took note of their bodies, and horns. She wanted to speak with them, but she would never be able to muster up the courage to. That's when a girl made a rude comment about the tieflings. They can't truely be that bad can they? I mean sure they look scaryish, but maybe they aren't thet bad at all. She wasn't sensing evil from either of them, why were people so bothered by them. That's when she realised she had gone back to staring, they probably noticed her looking at them. She just simply gave them a friendly smile before awaiting the bartenders recommendations. She had to admit to herself, both of the tieflings were arousing in their own ways. She decided after she had ordered her food she may approach them, they were very interesting.