Graceful Descent

[Kauket]

Surely that could not be it. Company? After his people tried to kill her for so long? Was he in trouble at home to warrant this distraction? So many thoughts could be held. The environment held no greater impact on her beyond the distant recalls of her previous self. Slowly, she returned the tone, still interested in finding out his angle. She opened up the bottle, pouring a serving to both of the glasses, sliding her own to sip on quietly, keeping the glass finely in her palm,

"Perhaps I will come to a conclusion. Perhaps I won't... Enjoying my company. Ho-oh. You act as if this is the last time you will see me, hm? " - briefly, she hooted lightly in amusement.

There was a moment of relief that he had the decency to smoke outside, taking another slow sip on the wine. Her senses did not enjoy the scent of the tobacco, mentally putting up with the stench for now.