Beigette sighs, sitting back as the man's life leaves him. Well, that was one she couldn't save. She looks up to the elf woman, expression tired, indicating her hand with a nod of her head.

"Hey, Lissie...what he give ya?" She asks, voice as tired as her expression. She's had enough of all the death. More than enough, actually. As the furry man laughs, Beigette frowns, then stands up and walks over to him.

"What's so funny?" She asks.