At least he'd stopped. But... why was he so confused? It was a relatively simple question, there was no need to be [i]confused[/i] about it all... for a second, the vampire stood at the courtyard door, looking equally confused about the whole situation, before the answer dawned on her. Right, she'd been thinking too much about how to word her reply (if she even sent one), and she'd responded to the interruption in kind, but almost nobody in the entire [i]country[/i] outside of mages spoke the language...

"Sorry about that," Tyaethe said, eyes fixed determinedly to Gerard's side, "Lilette sent a letter, and she taught me Elven, so it's good practice, and... anyway!"

Drawing herself up to her full height--not that it was all that impressive, but the red eyes and slit-like pupils helped a bit, even with the glasses and overall frilly demeanour--the paladin gave Gerard a level stare. "[i]Why[/i] are you running down the courtyard? We only just got back."

It probably wouldn't have been [i]that[/i] distracting if she had fed at any time since they set off. The elevated heartrate that came with exertion, so close to where she was reading? That was distracting. But 'stop this, I'm hungry' was the wrong thing to say. He had to have [i]some[/i] reason for doing this immediately.

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