[ That surprises a true laugh out of her, though she's quick to follow it with a retaliatory knock against his knee in turn. ]
Awful. [ Sciel groans, flipping around so she's lying on her stomach, legs propped up, face braced in one of her hands. The other reaches out to smooth out some of the hair that's stuck to his forehead...before changing gears and pinching the tip of his nose instead. ] It is really...nice though, you know. You didn't have to do all of this, but I'm glad you did.
[ It's...special. In a way she hadn't been expecting. The whole thing is a treat for them both: a suite of luxuries that they don't often get, and may not have again.
As such, Sciel reaches again for the wine, refilling both their glasses and passing it his way. ]
"Can't let it go to waste." [ She echoes his earlier words, lips quirking upward playfully. They'll get to the food, too, but the bottle is what has her attention. They'd been discussing how difficult it was to find drinks around the Continent these days, and wherever he found this, he'd found a good one.
Sciel takes another sip, savouring the sharpness at the back of her tongue. ]
How long has it been, since you were last with someone? [ She asks. Sciel is endlessly inquisitive and non-judgemental in equal measure, so her tone is light and curious as she poses the question. ] You're very good.
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Awful. [ Sciel groans, flipping around so she's lying on her stomach, legs propped up, face braced in one of her hands. The other reaches out to smooth out some of the hair that's stuck to his forehead...before changing gears and pinching the tip of his nose instead. ] It is really...nice though, you know. You didn't have to do all of this, but I'm glad you did.
[ It's...special. In a way she hadn't been expecting. The whole thing is a treat for them both: a suite of luxuries that they don't often get, and may not have again.
As such, Sciel reaches again for the wine, refilling both their glasses and passing it his way. ]
"Can't let it go to waste." [ She echoes his earlier words, lips quirking upward playfully. They'll get to the food, too, but the bottle is what has her attention. They'd been discussing how difficult it was to find drinks around the Continent these days, and wherever he found this, he'd found a good one.
Sciel takes another sip, savouring the sharpness at the back of her tongue. ]
How long has it been, since you were last with someone? [ She asks. Sciel is endlessly inquisitive and non-judgemental in equal measure, so her tone is light and curious as she poses the question. ] You're very good.