"I was paying you a compliment." Eirdis said, a light in her eyes. Dwarves were a funny lot. In the eyes of humans. To herself, she made perfect sense. What Dwarf didn't want to work with dullards and have a chance life threatening danger? It kept things interesting. And in a way, Eirdis knew she was not going to die from whatever Jaxel threw at her. It was not in her destiny, and she believed it no matter how ridiculous it sounded. A beard was a pivotal character, it had to be true.
She wasn't phased by her boss' back flips, she had been around long enough to know that they were his usual mode of transportation, or so it seemed. Though the trick with the wine, he was really showing off. Desperate are we, Jaxel? Eirdis found that amusing.
"Pleased to meet you Khanna." She said, reaching out a hand for her to shake. But then, she retreated to take off her glove, then offered it again. See, she could be polite. "I'm sure we'll all be good friends here."
Her eyes glanced over to the other woman, the one that was crawling out of her dress as she slept. "Guess I'll introduce myself to her later, I seemed to have missed the chance."
Eirdis gave a nod of approval when the new girl, Khanna, placed her cloak over the other. She might have been getting cold. Can't have that. Still, being able to move like that while asleep and not wake yourself up was impressive. Though, it might have been the alcohol.
"Hey, Jaxel. Where's Delvar?" Everyone one else was accounted for, by her count. But where was her Dwarven 'buddy'?