"Mm. The Chantry makes it sound as though Mages simply come into their own in spurts like a plague. Of course they are terribly biased." He shrugs and tugs her in by their joined hands- just enough to offer that much more intimacy to the conversation. "I should like to think I turned out quite well despite being an orphan; and you certainly are the very image of a model citizen."
"Flatterer." Pel gives his hands a squeeze. "Haven't you any work to be done? I thought I'd see you actually entertaining in the tavern once or twice, for an entertainer."
"And I have been- between glasses of brandy. An elf cannot perform endlessly without some respite. Well. I can perform as long as my lady wishes." He lift her hands to his lips, kissing her knuckles.
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