Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
Thal pours Asta a hefty glass of the bourbon, sliding it across the table as he presents her with the bottle of whiskey. Her eyebrows lift at the pleasant surprise, a delighted grin gracing her features as she lifts to inspect the bottle. It's an extremely generous gift, and she sets it nearby as she dips her head in appreciation and takes the seat next to him. "I'll never turn down good liquor." Even as her eyes seem to say, 'You didn't have to.' Because, honestly, she'd wanted to help him, and she would have done it again for nothing in return.
She hasn't had many 'friends' in recent years, so the fact that he would consider her enough of one to travel out here to share in his triumph warms her heart. Thal doesn't disappoint, a beaming smile spreading across her face. "That's fantastic news. Fear didn't suit you." It's honest but playful, a compliment as well as a confession laced in smirking banter.
Leaning forward on the table, she raises her glass to Asta, no small amount of pride on her face. "To conquered fears."
She hasn't had many 'friends' in recent years, so the fact that he would consider her enough of one to travel out here to share in his triumph warms her heart. Thal doesn't disappoint, a beaming smile spreading across her face. "That's fantastic news. Fear didn't suit you." It's honest but playful, a compliment as well as a confession laced in smirking banter.
Leaning forward on the table, she raises her glass to Asta, no small amount of pride on her face. "To conquered fears."
Thalassa
