Liaena turned her head slightly to return his smile, before crinkling her forehead slightly in thought as she considered his statement. [i]“When did I last eat something?”[/i]

Between all the fun of dodging assassins, stuffing assassins up Night Elf’s butts, stuffing Night Elves up Night Elves butts and assaulting heavily fortified forts, it was true that the girl had not consumed anything but potions since breakfast the previous day. “…Sure. I’ll see you later then”

The girl stepped forward to deposit Sharon on the small side-table beside Thea, after a quick check to satisfy herself that the Night Elf threat had apparently dwindled to Low Risk, with Aleena evacuating and dragging Lithrielle behind her. “I’ll see you later. Won’t I, Rithrynn?”

“Wut?”

The Night Elf gave her a confused and slightly offended look, with a ‘what in the world could you ever suspect of poor MOI!?’ expression spread over her face. Liaena shot back a ‘you know damn well what’ look back, and headed for the door. “Can I hang onto your tweezers, Kitty? Just in case?”

“Why? The laboratory has a tool kit” 
Kathlin enquired in a tone of confusion as she hurried along beside Lithrielle and Aleena. Reaching down, the girl lifted the big Night Elf off the floor where she was being scraped along the ground to poke around in her belt for the lost Bella. Judging by the complaints of that priestess, she had been pushed slightly…lower. “Ewww! It’s like a jungle in here!”

“Good point” Liaena mused aloud, before shooting Sharon a last smile, giving Thea a wary nod and heading for the door. “Oh and Priestess Thea…don’t leave me out of the plotting. You know I’m good at it”

“Apprentice Rune”

[i]-click-[/i]

Thea made a tsking noise as she watched the door, which had been very rapidly carefully shut behind Liaena as she made a hasty retreat. Shaking her head slightly, she turned back to Sharon in the now quiet room with only Rithrynn present in addition to the pair. “I would imagine that we have a minute or so at most to converse before Paladin Damon returns, Mr. Dal’dieb so I would prefer to get to the point. How were you intending to present your version of events to the city? This cult has got to the press first as you might expect”

The priestess held up the newspaper, placing it on the table so the miniature High Elf could step over and read the headline. While he was doing that, the woman turned to raise her eyebrows slightly at Rithrynn. “It does not help that your retinue is so strikingly unlikeable, I am afraid. Please excuse my bluntness Keldorei, but at this rate I will not be able to prevent your kins expulsion from the Cathedral. Given you decided to take shelter here, I assume that was [i]not[/i] the original intent?”