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[sub][color=7b5d92]✧     Location: Soft Haven - Bounty House  ✧     Purse: 20 copper     ✧  Interactions:    ✧[/color][/sub][/center]

Ermes arched an eyebrow at the tall man's question. He wasn't sure if he was playing dumb in an attempt to have Ermes drop his guard, or if he truly could somehow be this dense. He decided it was more likely to be the former. He softly clicked his tongue, making a low [i]tch[/i] sound. [Color=7b5d92]"I'm fine right here thank you. Besides, you all made it here before me. It'd be rude to just step ahead."[/color] He also didn't trust having his back turned to the pair, but he wasn't about to announce that to the room. When pressed about Ei's behavior Ermes simply shrugged. He glanced over towards her, taking in her expression once again before turning his attention to the two cloaked figures before him.

[Color=7b5d92]"I couldn't tell you. I only met her shortly before you lot, but I know she's studied and clearly of some form of wealth. Maybe she's just taking in the interior of this place? Or perhaps she has differing opinions on what style of sconces belong where."[/color] Ermes pressed his foot against the wall he was leaning on, slowly pushing himself forward like a vampire rising from a coffin. He took several steps closer towards the pair, lowering his voice only to a whisper for the two. [Color=7b5d92]"I'm more curious as to all the silence and whispering going on than the drool that's likely to accumulate at the corner of her mouth."[/color] He said as he nodded towards Eila. 

Their conversation was cut short as the pianist began to address the room. If he was anything at all it was the exact opposite of Ermes. Loud, bright, obnoxiously grandiose. He wasn't sure how well they'd get along, but he doubted it truly mattered. The half elf cut in, interrupting the display to call on the next of them to sign up, Ermes glanced around the room to see who else would step forward, and to see if the masked woman would reveal her face. He gave her a bit of a pointed look, almost to say [i]you're up princess[/i] while keeping his attention towards Kyreth hoping to see if they'd actually respond back to him or use this open invitation to step away from yet another conversation with him. He didn't try to look menacing, though he supposed that his relaxed face was off-putting enough to keep others at bay. So he tried to manage a small smile. The tiniest of curls at the left end of his lips giving him a lopsided smile.