A bright smile in return, and Naseem was away. By Dygra, he’d missed non-Zahir people. A smile from a stranger and she was home.
He hammed up his own disappointment at the bar being in ruins, clutching at his heart, mirroring Flora’s sigh with a whine of despair. “This is grave news, indeed,” Naseem breathed, stepping across the debris, closer. To Jack, he gave another, silly smile. He did not miss how this stranger said Torchers, setting himself apart from the group. To Flora, she proffered her hand, to kiss or to shake, shaping her own disposition after whatever Flora gave her in turn, from the tilt of her hips to the way she held her hands.
Nothing was too much to Naseem; she bowed now, like a courtier or a noble lover, exaggerated to larger than life levels of theatre. “If there is anything myself or my companion can do to rectify this tragedy, our services are in your hands. We could not possibly make a home somewhere without a good drinkery, and besides; we’d heard our sort of people frequented this establishment.” She widened her smile, showing the gold caps on her fangs, the gems inlaid in her teeth. “And it is so lonely, starting out somewhere new. Perhaps, in return, we could ask of your company— and of course, a drink, should we find one.”
He hammed up his own disappointment at the bar being in ruins, clutching at his heart, mirroring Flora’s sigh with a whine of despair. “This is grave news, indeed,” Naseem breathed, stepping across the debris, closer. To Jack, he gave another, silly smile. He did not miss how this stranger said Torchers, setting himself apart from the group. To Flora, she proffered her hand, to kiss or to shake, shaping her own disposition after whatever Flora gave her in turn, from the tilt of her hips to the way she held her hands.
Nothing was too much to Naseem; she bowed now, like a courtier or a noble lover, exaggerated to larger than life levels of theatre. “If there is anything myself or my companion can do to rectify this tragedy, our services are in your hands. We could not possibly make a home somewhere without a good drinkery, and besides; we’d heard our sort of people frequented this establishment.” She widened her smile, showing the gold caps on her fangs, the gems inlaid in her teeth. “And it is so lonely, starting out somewhere new. Perhaps, in return, we could ask of your company— and of course, a drink, should we find one.”
