[i]"This kid is becoming a nuisance."[/i]

Valion thought to himself with regards to Liaena from where he hid below Silje-Serphia's pointy ear on her shoulder. 

However, there was a notable lack from response from their 'Serphia' in general. When Valion looked to see what was wrong, it did not take long for him to notice the huge blush that was currently on Silje-Serphia's face as the girl-masquerading-as-elf was staring down at a drunk, half-naked Night Elf nearby as if she was in some kind of awkward trance.

Behind them, Malizia's impromptu nap-time had caught a lot of the chevalier-sentinels off guard, with two of them having to leap forward in order to catch the large Draenei before she literally face planted onto the floor!

[i]"This... isn't working."[/i]

"[i]Continue the mission, Silje. I will deal with the girl.[/i]" Valion spoke softly into the Silje-Serphia's ear while weaving his hand around.

For a moment, Liaena could suddenly feel a sense of lightheadedness that came just out of nowhere. In the corner of her eyes, she could see flickering lights that passed over her eyes for a moment - before disappearing once again and her mind returned to normal.

"Do not worry, Liaena. I am fine." Valion then answered, walking out across Silje-Serphia's shoulderpad to look down from the vantage point to Liaena.

While Valion may have appeared like his usual self to any of the other witnesses in the room, with his red hair and brown and black cloak and leather armor, that was not the way he appeared in Liaena's eyes. In Liaena's eyes, he appeared as a perfect mimic of her last memory of Sharon, with his blue cloak and mage battlearmor, blond hair and deep blue eyes. Valion's golden scepter appeared instead like Sharon's silver battlestaff. 

Smiling down at Liaena, Valion; appearing now like an exact replicate of Sharon in Liaena's vision, voice and sound and all; would disappear in a sudden blink, only to reappear almost immediately on the armrest of a chair close to Liaena.

"I apologize for not revealing myself earlier. Hearing your concerns warms my heart." Valion spoke with a gentle smile, offering a quick glance at Silje-Serphia(whom was still trying to remove her eyes from the drunk elf's almost nonexistant thong) and back to Liaena.

"Shall we go somewhere more private and leave the Captain to her business? It's a long story, and I have plenty to share. I believe I have a bottle of champagne hidden somewhere around here just for a joyous occasion like this."