Meka kept her head down as she took a sip of her water. She made a refreshing face. The water tasted good to her. Again Meka scanned the room quickly. Suddenly she caught sight of a Dark Elf standing at the door. She raised her eyebrow and slightly smiled. Didn't I tell you Havok.... I would meet someone interesting. Meka's eyes lingered on the Dark Elf enough for their eyes to meet. Meka took another sip waiting for him to make the first motion. Do you think he is a threat? Havok's voice filled her mind. Meka looked back at her table. We'll just have to wait and see... won't we? Meka moved her hand underneath the table and rested her hand on the hilt of Tharic.