"Hello" the troll smirked happily, wiggling his ears for her. He was laughing too, wide shoulders trembling. He had pipe between his teeth and he moved it around, leaving it resting against his remaining tusk. He looked delighted she wasn’t upset, and asked like it would be completely normal way to start conversation with strangers by wrestling:
"Ah hope yer day’s been good?"
As they got up, brushing themselves off, Shanarra raised an intrigued brow at him. Truth be told, she had been feeling a bit stressed lately, and had been too exhausted to really take umbrage at being wrestled. It was good to get some energy out.
“Yes I suppose,” she commented, deciding not to go into great detail with someone she’d only just met. “How about yours? Wrestled many Night Elves today or am I a lucky one?” She chuckled lightly. Since trolls had been introduced in the Cenarion Circle, Shan found she liked the ones she got to talk to. They weren’t as scary as some in the Alliance would make out.