Ssarak silently listened to the Forest Elf give her...reassurances to Aruna about their safety, though from Ssarak's perspective, she seemed to be going about it the entirely wrong way. The literal meaning of what she was saying was that they would be safe in the college, but her tone seemed almost...hostile, or at the very least rude. He knew even less about Forest Elves than he did Humans. Was her behavior normal for them, or was she just a crude individual? She was armed, though that was not exactly rare among the student population at the moment. Some probably did not yet have rooms, and others just did not feel like parting with their weapons. Ssarak had left his arms and armor in his room, as he preferred to defuse tense situations without escalating to violence. She did offer Aruna a drink, albeit in a rather forceful way, and she did have enough courtesy to warn her about the strength of Dwarven ale. Due to the friendly relations between Dwarves and Esyire, Ssarak was familiar with the drink. It wasn't the strongest ale available, but it was close. 

When the Forest Elf finally addressed Ssarak, he remained polite, despite her general attitude. He grabbed his bottle of Ember and held it up slightly. "It is no issue, I have one of my own. Thank you for the consideration, regardless." He said before taking a drink. It was quite hot, but it was nothing he wasn't used to, though it could cause rather harsh burns for the unprepared.