Well, she was rather well mannered. Take a compliment and return it in kind. Well mannered in the proper way, not the noble way, not the snort and huff and puff your chest like a gorilla the moment anyone tells you your shoes are nice.
"I can see that. Alright, Miphis, you'll get your wish.", he responded with a small tilt of his head. Ferenir spoke in a low tone, as if he was always a little tired, but his voice had strong undertones, like it was coming straight from his lungs, and that balanced out the energy he emitted when talking.
"Still, i would say your job is more interesting than mine, at least you get to do something, even if that something is suffer through listening to the pathetic achievements of the idiocracy.........On second thought, maybe not.", he chuckled, just as the tiefling stood up. Hmm....She was a cutie, she had a rather sweet smile, hard to find in this mess of filth.
The dragonblood's gaze shifted into the crowd for a moment, looking for something, then returned to writer.
"Yea, again, i am just decoration, Lilith can handle herself just fine. I'm just not allowed to delve into the crowd unecessarily, so i'll have to take the long way around.", he pointed at edges of the hall, as if mapping the travel itself, slightly exaggerated.
"I won't keep you waiting too long, don't worry. They don't build these as big as they used to anymore.", he mused and opened his step.....which stopped shortly as he squinted at something he saw.
Was that Sky?? Serving drinks?? He should scare her from behind later, hue.