Sharon cast a glance towards Kathlin's voice of concern, before he smiled at her.

"Sure I may be the VIP target here, but that doesn't make the lives of those around me any less valuable." He said, giving Kathlin a consoling nod as he studied the expression of the girl, although her mention of his personage made him furrow one brow; for whatever such a saying could entail for their upcoming adventure.
"At the very least, perhaps you should bring a Night Elf or two with you. For all their flaws, they do their body guard job rather well... "

Speaking of Night Elves, there was one coming right towards him.

Eying Aleena as she marched forward like an unstoppable juggernaut, casually brushing Liaena aside as if she was but a leaf in the path of a brewing storm, she stepped up to him and leaned in down to him, before starting to complain; first about her sword, and then about the wine.

"Ahem... " 

Sharon coughed, eying Aleena as if he wasn't really sure where she was going with it all, or what her intentions truly were. 
He studied her expression. Was she really going to complain about his evil brother destroying her favourite toy, or was there something else she was trying to say?

Admittedly, given the intelligence and subtlety displayed so far by the Night Elves, it was difficult to say...

"First of all... " Sharon started, assuming as much of a diplomatic posture as he could with Aleena's face literally looming over his.
"I am not responsible for any actions of my brother. He is a free man, and anything he does, he does out of his own free will, on his own accord. As are his actions his own, so well as the responsibility of those actions. Now, I will not pretend to be an expert in Night Elven tradition, but in the tradition of both Humans and High Elves, the blame of a son or brother does not extend itself to the rest of the family."

Sharon said, constantly eying Aleena's expression throughout the whole talk, trying to gauge whether he was about to step on a verbal landmine or something.

"As for the wine... are we truly empty? I thought I had enough to last a dwarven army through the month." He said, trying to sound surprised. Though in all honesty, he was not surprised at all that the wine storage was empty, for he had full well seen and witnessed the partying of the elves.

Light save his wallet... this elven protection was expensive.

Smiling, he placed one hand on Aleena's shoulder, moving it slightly behind her head.

"Besides, I do not think any sword made here in Stormwind could ever truly match the skill of a Keldorei smith... "

All the while, the tin in Liaena's hands that was holding Malizia moved slightly as the Draenei seemed to be waking up, slowly. There was a moment of silent, before it suddenly began to shake again.

"What foul trickery is this?!" Suddenly sounded Malizia's voice from the tin, just before it started to shake violently.
"You are a fool if you think this mortal prison can hold me!"

Without a warning, almost as if some invisible hands had grabbed the tin can, it shot straight up in Liaena's hands to smack her right in the lower face; as if fired by a rubber band.

"This feeble box can never contain my great power! BEHOLD!"

And without a warning, the tin flew back up again, giving Liaena another smack square in the face.

Sharon heard the commotion coming from behind Aleena, but with the big Sentinel currently looming over him, it was impossible for him to tell what was actually going on behind Aleena with Liaena, the smaller girl hidden away by the purple obstacle in his path.

However, stuck as he was in the negotiations with Aleena, he continued to smile up at her; firm in the belief that whatever it was, Liaena would be able to solve it herself.