Hugh nodded his head awkwardly fast as Sana replied to his comment and reacted to how she had placed her hand on his mouth. She had since removed it, and he only gave a large smile in reaction. That smile soon faded after the little halfling spoke odd words into his ear, the implications very clear. "What?-No, why- I don't-" He stopped himself. [i]"Just how old is this halfling?!"[/i]

Hugh realized soon that Sana had noticed what had been implied by the Halfling, and was in turn reacting to it. While Elis crawled off from his back, Hugh put up his hands as if he was defending himself, "No, he didn't say anything like that! It's alright!" He wasn't sure how to get a handle on it all for himself.

Hugh finally realized that the real problem with the drink was that it had caused something with her voice, as he concluded her embarrassment seemed to be due to her voice, and the vocal effect was directly involved with the drink. "Oh, I understand. I guess it was a really good thing I didn't mimic your drink." He started laughing quietly to himself, and then it grew stronger, as he started to lose control. He kept his hand over his mouth, and his eyes started to water. He was hoping that it looked more like coughing, as he tried to hide it, so as not to embarrass her.

He finally stood up and reached over to his horse, pulling out his pipe and tobacco from one of the saddle bags. He walked back up to the wagon, and climbed back on, seating himself on the bench adjacent to Sana. "I'm sorry, I hadn't realized it had effected you that match." He said, whilst grinding some tobacco into his pipe. 

He heard the little cheep sound she made, and couldn't help but grin. He covered it up by sticking his pipe into his mouth. Incidentally, he almost stuck the wrong side into his mouth, before correcting his mix up. [i]"Hmmm, I need a light."[/i] He thought, not sure how to apprehend one, but simply keeping his pipe in his mouth, and chewing at the mouth piece a little.

He felt a little stupid for the embarrassment he had caused, or at least he felt he caused, to Sana. He rubbed his eyes with one hand, taking the pipe from his mouth. [i]"Oh dear."[/i] Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted by Bjoric the Dwarf, exclaiming about there being a Kobold in the wagon. "Oh dear." He said, memories popping up he had with them, as the small and mischievous creatures that they were. 

"Wait, are you sure that's what you think it is? We might need a little, before we start poking swords all over the place." He concluded