[IRP] Between Two Worlds

[Cynon]

Selia's smile turned more to admiration, nodding slightly as the priest correctly assumed her actual purpose. She flinched a little to the tankard being slammed onto the table, more at the volume of the noise than of actually being scared.

"Glad to see there's someone who understands how the law operates around here, and if you're still willing to walk me home, that would be much appreciated." she replied, not denying his statement, and keeping her tone of voice the same as it had before. Hmm, damage control...
"It's seldom I see a clergyman with your level of dedication to their work. Apologies for my earlier assumption."

She expected the priest would notice her reaction, including what she had left unsaid. Feeling that she had a vague understanding of what type of man he is, Selia stood up and extended her left hand to him across the table. It was common for Eshrens to greet with the left hand instead of their right, and Selia wasn't familiar enough with any Elibean interpretation of religious scripture to know if there was a right or wrong way to approach this.

"I'm Selia Carnove, and you?" she said in a more disarming tone.