[Alicia Elsdragon]

As Palacrisis moved her chair in for her, Alicia murmered her thanks and smiled at him. Then, as he sat, mischief danced across her misty grey eyes as she spoke "Do you know, I think that if I tried hard, I could hit that man over there right in the bald spot with a breadstick..... or any other random foodstuff that I feel the need to aim at him" she beamed, humour and mischief combining to make her face seem much younger, although it quickly fell back into a slightly quirky smile instead "Sorry. My sense of humour, if it can legally be called that, has gotten me into more trouble than I care to remember in the course of my life. So I should behave myself should I not?" her lips pursed into a smile and she looked at him intently as the conversation moved on.

"It must be hard trying to stretch yourself between three provinces" she said, quietly, wondering just where he called home these brightenings. He explained then about his guilty conscience and she rather got the feeling that it was about a sight more than just the fact that he started out poor. Still, that was not something to discuss right now, so she looked at the menu and ordered "I'll have the Veperes, please" she said, and handed the menu back, looking back to Pala. Once he had ordered and the waitress had gone, she spoke to him quietly "We both know that the reality of life is very different for a lot of people than it is for us these brightenings Palacriss. Your guilty conscience is reminding you of what's true for us all, Palacrisis. That we are all born with nothing, and since we leave it all behind when we go, we die with nothing too, save what we have actually achieved in between. I ... I dont know. I just try to do my best for the people that we serve. When the brightening comes, if it ever does, that I am serving myself, not them, then I am giving up my job. Until then, I hope that I do the best I can and get rewarded a ridiculous amount of money for it." she smiled slightly.

She looked back into his eyes then and for a moment, just a brief fleeting moment she stayed there simply looking at him. Then she shook herself slightly and grinned "So you see... warbling it is. Tell me, if you would, what do you do to relax? When you are not working?"

This told her more about the man that everything he did at work, she firmly believed. It told her who he was when he was no-one more and no- one less than Palacrisis D'Jones. And that she found quite fascinating.