Relief went over his expression as he turned his smile serious for a moment, replying to her obviously fairly friendly welcome considering she didn't welcome anyone anymore.
"I'll start off by informin' you that there is no way I'll apologize for what happened. We fought a man who very convincingly declared himself a force of nature by ourselves and are still around to talk about it. Look me in the eyes and tell me that isn't way better than catchin' fish. Nah, the only thing I'm sorry about is not leading us to victory."
She gave him a droll look, just as unimpressed about their failure as she was. She had been hoping for something out of that then her tail between her legs, but it couldnt be helped. Well it could have been, but not in the way he was thinking.
"Besides, you know how serious that day was. Would you let an unsuspecting elf stop ya?"
She snorted a little, "For the situation in my eyes, I could have easily left the port to its destruction which happened anyways-- and left the unsuspecting elf alone-- and not felt guilt or remorse. However, I have to admit the battle was fun while it lasted, if not a little aggravating for me. Ive been doing some training of sorts, and am pleased with my new abilities, but there's still so much more to do yet..."
It had felt like it had been a long time since she last saw the samurai, their first meeting anything but conversational. But this outward blunt welcome did sooth her nerves a bit; conversation was so much easier when it was to the point, rather than dancing around the topic. And now that the cat was out of the bag, so to say, she had to give the man props. He had a way about not apologizing for dumping her out of her stole-- rather borrowed boat, and yet he was seemingly happy about the fight that went on. She wasn't happy about the fact she couldn't finish it, but then again, almost drowning and then the port catching fire... She had a thing with fire, it didn't sit well with her. Other than that, she could agree with the regret of not finishing that battle, but nothing could have really been done about that freak fire.
Once again his smile returned as he relaxed a bit, giving her a quick look over, which after all the fights she had been in and all the people she had seen, she instantly tensed waiting for his disapproval of her attire, or some other remark that would most likely be just as blunt as anything else the man said. What did come out though was rather surprising to the Sylvan, if not a bit amusing.
"Not sun bathing today though huh. Its cloudy today ya know? Or do you normally just wear that? I guess trees and animals don't feel awkward about it, so neither will I. I suppose this is your home, and I'm not the kind of guy to walk into a home and start telling people how to live in it.
Anyways, I owe ya a meal, and I guess something that floats and can hold a person with fishing gear too. I know you turned down the meal last I offered, but things change. You up for it?"
She actually snickered a little, the sound rather rough, but the hand covering the mouth and the slight bend she gave making it obvious she was amused. Straightening up, she leaned against the tree, the tension out of her now that the obvious disapproval was abated for a seemingly carefree, if not oblivious way. Honestly, she was thankful for that at least.
"No, I'm not sun bathing, nor was I that day you stole my boat either. This is what i wore back in my realm, and I'm not changing myself just because people are squeamish about a bit of skin. And I agree, this is my home, and i get rather pissed when people start telling me what to do in my own home, so thank you for that bit of respect.
But yes, you do owe me a meal, and I happen to have missed my hunting for the day, so I am rather hungry. At the time I was more angry at the intrusion of my space, now I'm in my own element, I'm much less edgy. So how will this work, and what am i getting to eat?"
She was being amicable enough, though the edge in her voice that was ever present made her seem impatient more so in this case then angry. She was a little more than hungry, having not eaten in the past little bit since hunting seemed sparse in this wood. She had no idea how the man planned on feeding her, but as long as it didn't involve ports, towns or other people, shed be happy with it. Why she wanted the boat back was something she didn't even know, since where would she use it? But at the same time, it was only proper to repay what was borrowed and then destroyed; no matter how petty it was for a Sylvan to want a boat in the middle of the woods.
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