"How lovely." Her murmur was appreciative of the artistry of her drink and she nodded her thanks to the bartender. She accepted the cocktail and looked back to the Peacock to listen to his reason, her small smile flickering briefly across her painted lips again at his explanation.
The question she was asked in return made her want to glance down, but for some reason she found herself unable to look away from the charismatic man in green. "Mm. I have an... interest in fire," she admitted. "So this mask seemed perfect." And the dress was nice, too.
She hadn't forgotten his own answer and pursued it curiously. "Are you normally very shy?" It was hard to tell if she was asking seriously or teasing from her tone, but amber eyes glinted with mischief behind the fiery feathers of her mask.
The question she was asked in return made her want to glance down, but for some reason she found herself unable to look away from the charismatic man in green. "Mm. I have an... interest in fire," she admitted. "So this mask seemed perfect." And the dress was nice, too.
She hadn't forgotten his own answer and pursued it curiously. "Are you normally very shy?" It was hard to tell if she was asking seriously or teasing from her tone, but amber eyes glinted with mischief behind the fiery feathers of her mask.
