[@Isaac] Ah, the person who abruptly ended the wraith fight. She kept her head positioned so that it seemed her line of view was looking at her being bandaged hand as he went on and on. He seemed quite talkative, not unlike some very annoying people she had met during her travels. Maz Guilbrook, hm? Lavender thought he might have subconsciously been herding any listeners to his side if an argument came up with the exclusive use of ‘us’. She acknowledged that he might just also want peace, so perhaps the former could just be paranoia. [color=lightblue]”I feel no need to give you my name, but I do give my thanks for you telling me your’s.”[/color] Lavender said quietly, barely just loud enough to be heard. She would glance around once more, finding the black clothed man from earlier who had paid for the drinks of the entire tavern was now entertaining said tavern. Lavender also noted that the feline from earlier was now playing a peaceful tune on a stage she had not noticed before. The fox-faced woman had to admit, she was quite skilled in the art of music. An experienced bard, perhaps. The fae child had not yet responded, a very finely dressed man had glanced at them earlier, and not much was going on at the moment. A nice change from the battle that had occured just now.