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Eitri chuckled and put his hands on his hips, puffing his chest out. "Forgive me then, miss," he replied, apologetically; though still chuckling a little. "Some might take it as a compliment, though."

He stroked his chin. "Do you have a date, then? Or are you leaving it to Ying to find a handsome man to sweep you off your feet?"

Nergui understood commitment and honor, so when Eitri turned her down she didn't let it phase her. It did sound as though he were sorry about it, and offered the promise of a dance. One she would certainly take him up on. At his suggestion she sign up as well she turned to look out among the currently gathered crowed, considering. "You know, I may have to." Dark lips pursed, gaze flicking from one stallion to the next.

Excusing herself with a smile, the mare left Eitri to deal with his mistakenly calling one of their soldiers a child, weaving among the small crowd until she found the sign up form. Taking the marker, she jotted her name down, then added a small note beside it. While she considered many of the women of the Clans beautiful, and a handful friend, she would much prefer a date of the male persuasion.

Her task finished, she returned to the blacksmith and the mare he was still talking to. "Siska, nice to see you again." She barely knew the other woman beside having shared the same clan, and standing beside her in battle. She'd actually had to ask around for her name. Nergui was determined to keep track of those from Death though, and that included Siska, among the others that were returning to them from various outposts.

"Yes, sir.. They are made in my head, but often times I get names and faces confused. I tend to write things down so I do not look like a fool when speaking to them." Bao Yu watched as her friend became nervous at the mention of blind dates.

She let her brows knit and gave a soft nod as he declined. Of course she would say nothing, but she knew of his pang. Bao Yu felt it as well. Though, she'd been more lucky than he. She had her sister. Looking over to Lifen helped calm the hurt welling up. She had some family. It was alright.

"Of course, sir. I will be looking forward to seeing you there," she bowed her head and excused herself to go jot her name down on the list.

Once done, she wandered back over to Guowei and put a hand on his shoulder. "I did not mean to stir any memories that hurt you.. You can come to me any time you feel you need to talk. I like to think us friends, sir."

Mmur touched the flower again and nodded at Ying. He would look for this Aeron and help him with his own decorations, just as soon as he—

The soldier clenched his teeth as Tseng bellowed nearby. It was a good thing he hadn't been holding or drinking anything or that crap would have been everywhere. Despite his sudden surprise, Mmur did as he was told, giving the artisan all of his attention. Well, most of it. Some of his focus was reserved for subtly glaring at Tseng.

Nkosazana listened to the young artisan carefully, leaning forward as if to get a bit closer. Her focus was unbreakable--well, that was until the young mare called herself skittish. She couldn't help the small giggle at that, glancing around to the crowd she had managed to gather despite the skittishness she spoke of. "For being skittish, you're doing very well."

The artisan had a point--having a date to go with would at least guarantee she had someone to interact, but of course, there was also the unfortunate pessimism that came with the thought that maybe it was not a guarantee anyway, and that the person she went with would just split off on their own anyway. A slight frown formed on her face at that, biting her lip very slightly as she pondered over the thoughts of a prom gone dark.

Why would she be the one people wanted to hang out with, anyway?

Nkosazana shook her head at that. No, no, no, that was completely the wrong way to go about it and she knew it. There was a reason why she had been one of the priestesses who lived. She--

Why was he shouting?!

Cringing--so her name was Ying, that was good to know--at the screams coming from Tseng, she indeed turned her attention back onto the artisan. What did she want that she had the horseman yell so loud?

Eitri clasped a hand on her shoulder and offered her a grin. "No harm done. Not to worry." His hand dropped to his side as he watched Nerguri with a raised brow before she shrugged. "Perhaps she changed her mind about whether or not us stallions were suitable."

He grinned at her and rocked back on his heels a little. "Aye, I signed up. Any excuse for a party. It might be fun. Especially if I have the company of a beautiful lady." He paused and his grin broadened. "Perhaps we'll be paired up and I'll sweep you off your feet myself." He quickly wiped his palm on the leg of his pants, wiping away any coal dust that was on it, before offering it to her. "I don't think I've introduced myself yet and I apologise for that. I'm Eitri."

After much consideration Na'ima finally wrote her name on the list, humming happily after and looking proud of her decision. This would definitely be an interesting event if nothing else. She paused a moment, glanced at the tall Sage beside her, and with a slow smile leaned in again to write another name on the list. A name with a note.