Halla's expression shows she is not amused, but then she covers it up with a too-wide smile. Still, Zenithral finds her toe digging painfully into his shin before she answers. "Why yes, 'tis a wonderful idea, I am sure, to throw a party celebrating Kuldahar's most popular archdruid. The townsfolk will just love to drop their torches and pitchforks and other tools of civilized existence and support the people responsible for bringing so much happiness and warmth to their fair town and its perfectly healthy Great Oak."
She looks about to say more, but then takes another long drink from her waterskin. Then, in the most demure voice she can muster: "Yes, dear."
Saki just beams.