Barrow Fields yo adrian!

"I hurt your feelings - I am sorry," Wraen said half-meaning it, but still found his choice of a word for her poor. Blinka could be the best compliment and highest praise in the world, but she would still have a difficult time of taking it seriously. Because it simply did not sound right. 

"I thought that these were not talents - sort of neccessities of life," she remarked, smiling somewhat condescendingly, because, how low could one's standards be, if he felt proud about these three things. "But - hey - if they suit you, that's fine. My area of expertise might not interest you either," she finished, getting to her feet and stretching, preparing to leave. 

"Well, Verx, it was lovely meeting you, but I have to be on my way now," she told him with a smile. "Seeing that we have nothing in common I won't be mistaken in assuming that both of us will be happy to never see each other again, eh?" If there were any more words on his side, she would listen and then leave. If not - she would go anyway.