your eyes across a crowded room, just like it's only me and you
"And then some." Ever agrees with a mild laugh. "This is far more..." Pausing, the aviator searches for a description that he'd feel comfortable sharing in front of Danta, while at the same time capturing the feel of the place. "Raw." He decides at last.
Opening his mouth to say something, Everest finds his tongue entirely tied such that he can do little more than nod and try not to gulp, as he accepts Isla's coat. Having not wanted to assume anything, despite all that had been said that evening already, the aviator tried to relax, recalling all the things he'd learned within these walls about confidence and charm. Smiling at the Remedy, Ever went to the bar, gesturing high up on one of the shelves for a bottle of red wine. After what seemed to be a brief discussion, Everest returned with the bottle and two glasses. "Right this way, though I apologize in advance for the mess. I hadn't expected company tonight."
Of course for Everest, mess merely meant that his pillows weren't perfectly in place and that there was a sweater laid over the back of one chair rather than neatly hung up. Given his studies, the room had a few features that standard rooms did not: mirrors placed along several walls and above the bed, a massive rug on the floor, a chaise lounge by the fireplace, and a trunk filled with all sorts of learning implements.
Turning a small insignia above the handle upside down—an indication that he would not like additional company that evening—Everest clicked shut the door behind them, before immediately moving to hang Isla's jacket up and then shrugging out of his own.
Opening his mouth to say something, Everest finds his tongue entirely tied such that he can do little more than nod and try not to gulp, as he accepts Isla's coat. Having not wanted to assume anything, despite all that had been said that evening already, the aviator tried to relax, recalling all the things he'd learned within these walls about confidence and charm. Smiling at the Remedy, Ever went to the bar, gesturing high up on one of the shelves for a bottle of red wine. After what seemed to be a brief discussion, Everest returned with the bottle and two glasses. "Right this way, though I apologize in advance for the mess. I hadn't expected company tonight."
Of course for Everest, mess merely meant that his pillows weren't perfectly in place and that there was a sweater laid over the back of one chair rather than neatly hung up. Given his studies, the room had a few features that standard rooms did not: mirrors placed along several walls and above the bed, a massive rug on the floor, a chaise lounge by the fireplace, and a trunk filled with all sorts of learning implements.
Turning a small insignia above the handle upside down—an indication that he would not like additional company that evening—Everest clicked shut the door behind them, before immediately moving to hang Isla's jacket up and then shrugging out of his own.
