The arrival of this new adventurer was something else. Serke couldn't quite put her finger on the apparent dismay there were in, jewels in a drab box? So rare? It took her a while for it to click that the stranger was talking about HER. She'd forgotten about how proud her brother was of playing this relatively rare race and now it was starting to become a little clearer to her as to just how rare they were.

But it wasn't these exclamations that lead Serke to become interested in this newcomer. It was his gift to -seemingly- pull flowers out of thin air. Was it an item? An ability? Nothing Serke had seemed to do that sort of thing. But maybe more peculiar items did exist in that world. It didn't seem to be a subclass either since the flowers weren't being crafted, just... Appearing. She had been handed a bouquet of blue roses and thus, she took a moment to smell them. They certainly seemed real.

Serke however was digressing, the man was as far as se could tell a womaniser. Calling her a rare jewel! As if she were to be collected! Back in her own world Serke didn't really care for the whole feminist movement but she still preferred that people respect her. Although, he did seem quite hurt by the female members being in a guild. She leaned over him, trying to muster appropriate words, "What in the world is the matter with you?" Was the best could manage. Hardly groundbreaking socialisation but it was a start.