The elf blinked, watching as the human wrapped his arms around the Moth before the creature could complete his explanation.  In his struggles the moth blushed to the color of red.  There was an obvious delay though - did the moth truly mind, or was this for cultural appearances?

Heartcheer found himself taking mental notes.  Information like this could help remedy the calamity.  For now, though, the elf decided to humor the moth and looked towards the human.  [color=lightblue]"Dearie, why don't you set the poor boy down before somebody gets hurt.  He's obviously uncomfortable."[/color]

It didn't seem like the elves words had a lot of conviction behind them, though.