Each time Hwesta would peek at her, Alsiif would peek back. It was a fun game, but the narcoleptic Alsiif wasn't quite sure what to think of this priestess... It seemed awfully sweet, but maybe that was just an act, and really she was planning to murder everyone in some sort of trap tonight. Alsiif plopped her head down on the table and sighed. It was probably best not to worry about this kind of crap. If Hwesta was some sort of devious genius trickster, they'd just have to beat her up. If she really was this friendly... well that would just be weird. "Ahm.. Healing potions would be nice.. That way we can do all sorts of fun stuff.. I'd also like something to pull out her teeth with, maybe... if we gonna be doing that sorta thing."