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The Genasi had [i]just[/i] started to wind down a bit. She'd taken a seat at the bar, ordered some whiskey and a bowl of manticore stew, and was just about calm again when the little kobold from upstairs jumped up beside her and proceeded to assault the poor waiter. Cinder had side-eyed the creature while sipping her drink, but made no move to intercept. It was none of her business. Sure, he was probably a little crazy and she'd be traveling with him for the gods only knew how long, but as long as he didn't start pestering her then whatever the dragon-wannabe did was up to him. 

And then he started pestering her. 

“Excuse me, I don’t mean to pry upon your private affairs but I happened to spot you and that Moon elf having quite an amiable conversation together." He'd said. "Are you and that moon elf fiances by any chance? If so, please know that I am available to officiate your wedding as a chosen cleric of Garrakg.” 

Just like that, her hair lit up again like a match and the glass shattered in her hand as her skin temperature shot up. She placed a few coin on the counter to pay for the broken glass and a new drink, then turned to the kobold. 

"Well," She started, feigning a smile that did little to cover up the murder in her gaze. "for someone who didn't mean to pry, you sure are nosy, aren't you? No, we are not fiancés. I hate moon elves, and most especially [i]that[/i] particular one as she's been ruining my career and any plans I had of retiring early. To speak nothing of the fact that I don't fancy women. And were I to ever be married, it would be by someone who shares my [i]own[/i] beliefs, thank you very much." 

The Genasi had obviously done her best to be as non-hostile as possible. She had also failed miserably, and was aware of this fact, but was too irritated by the implications to apologize at the moment. She'd need to skin the male genasi alive later for ever putting the thought into people's heads. It also occurred to her that at some point they should probably put some effort into learning all of the other party members' names, but they had the rest of the day to do that, and right now she really just wanted to sit in peace and have her stew without someone prying into her personal affairs and making assumptions based on a five minute interaction. The genasi had already been through the needless tradition of being married, and it had turned out about as well as she thought it would. She had absolutely no desire to do it again. All Cinder wanted to do was get through this job, get paid, maybe get some evidence to put away the thorn in her side for good, collect that bounty, and then retire to the middle of nowhere with a few dozen hydra. Maybe somewhat near a town so she could make friends with whatever poor soul was just as bitter as her.