Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.
Clinking her glass against his, she gives him a pleased smile. Thal leans back in her chair, letting it tip onto the back legs as she hooks her knee under the table. She takes a large swig of her bourbon, letting it soak her tastebuds before slipping easily down her throat. As it does so, she raises an eyebrow of surprise to hear that Asta has another reason for coming (although not surprised that he would have forgotten during their spar).
With more than a little interest, Thal listens to his description of the guild he's apparently a part of - one she's never heard of. Her voice is playful, but obviously intrigued as she says, "Oh really? The fact that I haven't been invited already is somewhat offensive." She lifts a hang in mock offense, even as a sharp grin graces her lips. Taking another sip of her drink, she tilts her head in curiosity. "What exactly does this guild do?" And what would she be signing up for?
With more than a little interest, Thal listens to his description of the guild he's apparently a part of - one she's never heard of. Her voice is playful, but obviously intrigued as she says, "Oh really? The fact that I haven't been invited already is somewhat offensive." She lifts a hang in mock offense, even as a sharp grin graces her lips. Taking another sip of her drink, she tilts her head in curiosity. "What exactly does this guild do?" And what would she be signing up for?
Thalassa
