"Well, she is sort of pretty so I can guess why".
The Mercenaries, the merchants included and Raph as well turned to Rodrick in unison, who shrivelled up on the spot from their intense gazes. Even Elsie looked up from her meat, with an oil-stained mouth, to get a better look at the man.
"Yulk" she muttered and continued her meal while the others sighed in unison and looked away in disappointment.
"Wha–What?! I–I don't discriminate!" Rodrick struggled to explain himself, but alas, it was inevitable; he only made things worse as Colyn and Azby, who sat next to him, shifted from the spot.
"Co–Come on! I don't swing that way".
Colyn glanced at him, an expression of disgust on his face as he said. "Just quit it".
Rodrick whimpered as he sat on his spot and remained silent.
Azby continued the conversation from earlier by turning towards Raph. "Well?" She asked.
