Dualscar had been forewarned of the mouth on this one, yet he'd still made his desire to see her clear. Perhaps it's because he feels he ought to set her straight, but it's more likely that he fares better in bed under the influence of a woman with far too much to say.

In surprisingly high spirits, probably from the consumption of spirits, he lets out a low, dangerous chuckle and doesn't deign himself to respond as he approaches. It isn't until he's close enough to grab her chin and tug her closer, with a hum of appreciation.

"Likewise, we had similar theories amongst ourselves. As to whether humans were capable of understandin' the very basic concept of a rhetoric question." He crinkles his nose at her. "I'm sure it's the least of your worries, with a tongue like that. Other trolls would not hesitate to lash you for it, I feel I may have to consider removin' the source of your callous words and leave it at that." He gives her cheeks a pointed squeeze before dropping his hands and moving to pour himself a drink, acting like she's of no particular importance to her.