"Oh, Ma'tanza gets a lot of those comments, yes. Not so much in the past few months, but when we were getting new members, she got a lot of compliments and jokes. Though, usually the same ones. It is strange how people think that the first joke that pops into their mind is one that Ma'tanza has never heard before." She explained. Since they were finally finished, Ma'tanza walked over and took a seat on the ground at the edge of the clearing. 

With Tzirret's next question, Ma'tanza raised her brow curiously. "Won this one's heart? She has had a few [i]accidentally[/i] take her wrap, but never her heart." She chuckled. "No, Ma'tanza does get a lot of compliments, but most of them aren't [i]really[/i] interested in her. They would probably leave her once they had what they wanted. She admits she did try to be with one of them before, but he wasn't very interested in what Ma'tanza had to say, and just wanted to touch her a lot. The closest anyone has came to 'winning Ma'tanza's heart' was Qa'habi. We were together for a few months last, and Ma'tanza was happy with him, but...he just called it off one day. This one never really understood why; he just kept saying that it wasn't Ma'tanza's fault. It was strange, but we're still friends."

Shortly afterwards, Ma'tanza noticed the commotion that was starting to pick up around them. One by one, the clan's Khajiit were starting to make their way towards the shackles. "Oh, it looks like it's time for us to...shackle ourselves together." She said nervously.