Rae'liel - The Honored Guest

Stubbornly as Falaani made her rather brashly worded exit, the Paladin clicked her tongue in disapproval. "Of course, where my kind can learn the virtue of patience, yours can do the same with civility and humility." Her words themselves were distracting enough to the trigger-happy guard that her temple collided hard with the upper edge of the door frame. As the Night Elven woman made her exit then beneath a string of curses instead of arrogance, Rae'liel could not help but a small smirk of triumph.

Such a smirk faded however, with the entrance of Sharon. His look of worriment soon vanished and melded into one of disapproval after a sly joke at the Guardian's expense, first he mentioned quarters by which she could stay while she helped him, of which she nodded silently to since they were more than agreeable. Yet his expression of dismay for the damages incurred upon his home not only by her, but also the Night Elves drew upon a small pang of guilt.

After all, she had been a bit hot headed in recent events. If anything she was equal in both blame and guilt.

To make this already miserable moment even more awkward was the seemingly ill suited social tendencies of her medic. Watching quietly instead of inquiring why she had to make such a hasty retreat, the Paladin adjusted the cloak about her shoulders uneasily. Having become so accustomed to bearing armor relatively as a constant made wearing light clothing like this feel almost too vulnerable. 

Once the door clicked to a close and left her sitting there with Sharon alone, her expression darkened with both a hint of sarcasm and a foreboding nature. "You really know how to pick them, Sharon. That aside though, it's been six years, almost seven since I saw you last. Meeting his luminous blue with that of her glowering green, she had remained as steadfast as ever, just like those days years ago. "What darkness has your adversary employed? And where do you need me to strike?"