Nokosi couldn't help but laugh despite the sluggish feeling. He curled an arm around his midsection, eyes closed in mirth. When the laughter finally died down to the occasional snort, his eyes opened to slits and he focused his gaze on the girl.

"I didn't say you, Ronnae. "You're" was meant in general. Until 'one' is used to it, I should have said, I guess. I didn't know my Common was still that bad." The lazy elf simply laughed again, though it was interrupted with a yawn.

"Obviously. I know you don't. You could never be that way."