[center][b] Das the Thug[/b][/center]
[center][i]We don’t talk about those times.[/i][/center]

	The dark elf reciprocated the drow’s gesture and placed a hand on her cheek. If he was going to be honest with this woman, he had no idea what to do about half spiders, and he was going to be honest. He sighed, “did you try killing it?” 

	Das could feel the woman try and romance him, and he wasn’t against it, he was just oblivious to how to deal with it. It’s not every day a woman you met a night’s sleep before romances a wanderer so intently, and definitely not a common scenario Das found himself in. He flickered his amber eyes over her frame, taking in her body language.