"Cheese cake." The Troll Warlord held a plate with three slices out for the Crystal Maiden. The Templar Assassin scrunched her nose. No, that was not something she'd eat. Looking back at the Warlord, she scrunched her nose even harder. The troll had blood on his chin, his hands, arms and down his chest, half dried. Around his mouth he had crumbs of cheese cake, had probably just been eating a slice himself.

He bared his fangs as the Maiden smiled at him. Lanaya tensed before she realized it was his version of a smile. Trolls and their teeth. No matter what they did, they always looked threatening.

"Um, you have blood all over you." Rylai waved with her hand at his body before she took the plate with a 'thank you'. The Troll Warlord frowned and looked down. "Fuck", he muttered before he rubbed over it. To no avail, since it was half dried and there was blood on his hands, too. When he realized it, he stopped, his scowl deepening. "I just ripped a piece out of someone's neck. He must've bled all over me."

Rylai's eyes widened and she took a careful step back. "Um, okay. I, um, heard they bleed a lot if their neck is ripped open."

The look the Warlord gave her was a mix of confused and irritated. And though he was dangerous and the Templar Assassin was tense in his presence, it was a little funny too see Rylai trying to pretend the conversation was normal. With them talking about the troll having killed someone that way (Lanaya assumed that this someone was dead after the troll had ripped a piece out of his neck).

"And he tasted really foul, that's why I even got a cheese cake. To get the taste of the disgusting blood and meat out of my mouth."

"Ahm, so you didn't bake the cake yourself?"

"Do I look like I bake cheese cakes?"

The Templar Assassin snorted at that, she couldn't help herself. She suddenly had a picture in her head, of the Troll Warlord in a kitchen, mixing flour, eggs and sugar in a bowl while his half clothed body was covered in blood, the bloodlust in his expression making him appear a little crazy. And of course he had an apron on. With flowers.

The Troll Warlord scowled at her. "Got something to say?

Before she could answer, Rylai stepped closer. She put her hand on Lanaya's arm and put herself a little between the Warlord and the Assassin. "Oh, she didn't laugh about you, but about me." She smiled her most brilliant smile. "Because, how stupid of me," now she rolled her eyes in an exaggerated way, "to ask such a stupid question. How could you, the Troll Warlord, born to fight and kill, probably bake a cheese cake." She shook her head. "Not that you couldn't do it, but you probably don't have time for unimportant stuff like that."

Her smile was back full force and the troll really seemed to relax in front of the Maiden. He nodded. "Okay, then." He stared at them for a moment. "Bye." And he slammed the door shut.

Rylai pulled Lanaya away from the house. "You can't laugh about the Troll Warlord. He's temperamental, easy to anger. What were you thinking?"

"I assume you were thinking the same as me. Only you had more self-control not to laugh about it." The Assassin followed the pull, though she could have easily resisted.

The Maiden laughed. "Yes, probably. And it was a funny thought."