What am I?

[You do forget the original host rarely smiled. Even Kritz had noticed]

'Shoot!' Hisha hissed in his thoughts.

[There was no reason to be happy with the failure to locate Dalsa]

Sigh!

Hisha puts up a blank face as he stares back at Aster.

Nodding his head, a smile tugged at his lips at the intriguing change. "I'm glad you enjoyed your brief visit, my lord."

"I will alert Lancaster after his nap about your fond interest in him." He concludes.

Kritz took the stone jug, "could I?"

Aster was visibly disturbed by how polite the Vandrik was, he thought it might be due to the influence of his lord.

Slowly nodding his head, he gestures for him to take it and jokes, "we could always make another."

Kritz's mood was suddenly uplifted after that, holding onto the jug with his left hand.

Opening up a portal, Hisha gave a light nod and walked through it.

Zwwp!

Crash!

Aster turned over the table in rage, kicking on some cutleries, and stepping on the spilled cup of wine on the floor.