“Do not sneak up on me!” She shakes a finger at me and I continue to smirk. “I swear all elves should be born with a collar and bell. It is not natural how quietly you move. It is as if the gods made you creatures just to scare the daylights out of me.” “How unpleasant for our females to birth babies with belled collars.” “Oh excellent,” the pink-haired human shakes her head. “This one likes to tell jokes.”
