"What's wrong with you now?" Shiela sighed in resignation and asked, "Also, stop staring blankly at our guest like that. Don't you know that's very rude?"
"Exactly, Mil." The elf woman rubbed her gaunt forehead with a pained expression and said irritably, "I just finished explaining that we need to treat our guests with more respect, and then you go and do something like this. Is this how goblins treat their guests?"
"No, no." Amidst the scolding from the two female undead, Mil's voice was extremely agitated. He rubbed his face vigorously with one hand while still pointing at Ava, and said urgently, "You don't understand, this girl, she, she, she..."
"What about her?" urged the elf woman, "You say we don't know, so clarify it and let us know."
"Uh, I forgot." Mil scratched his head and mumbled, "I can't remember at all."
