[She'll take the wine, no doubt, and down it all like water, without so much as flinching, before addressing his question. Her eyes are still locked out over the water as she hands the glass back with an air of distracted gratitude.]
You cannot sense that something dark approaches? [She nods towards some erratically swooping birds native to the area that I'm too lazy to go look up.] Even the wildlife is restless.
Dawwww
You cannot sense that something dark approaches? [She nods towards some erratically swooping birds native to the area that I'm too lazy to go look up.] Even the wildlife is restless.