Elizabeth
Elizabeth watched the way his features brightened, pleased to distract him from any 'brooding' he'd been planning to do. The smile fit him better than the stoicism. Perhaps if they'd known each other better, or if he'd seemed inclined to talk about it, she might have asked after his troubles, but Iskra leaned into the laughter naturally, and she was content to keep the conversation light for now, smiling along with him. "It's never too late to change professions." It was a playful joke, even if she meant every word, the therapist in her threatening to show.
She sipped her mead slowly as she listened to him, enjoying the passion he displayed. The comment of a 'best door' made her smile, noting the peculiarity of it in the midst of his bar list. It wasn't until he was finished that she spoke, straightening to think about his comprehensive assessment of the establishments. "Ah yes. I think people often forget that the House of Midnight and the Dusklight are more than just brothels." Her laughter showed no signs of judgement for the pastime or profession, although she hoped the alcohol or dark lighting might hide the gentle blush of her cheeks. Twisting a lock of her hair in her fingers, Elizabeth let out a low hum. "Hm. But the Hanged Man was nice. The dusk atmosphere made it pretty cozy despite the multitudes of gamblers." It was one of the only bars she'd visited recently, including the Kraai. She liked people watching but ended up doing it more outside of Halo than in it.
Glancing to her side, she saw where the husky was still settled comfortably beneath the table. Elizabeth couldn't help but smile, although she resisted the urge to disrupt its peace by trying to pet it. When she looked back to Iskra, she leaned attentively forward again. "Does your dog always join you? He seems very well behaved."
She sipped her mead slowly as she listened to him, enjoying the passion he displayed. The comment of a 'best door' made her smile, noting the peculiarity of it in the midst of his bar list. It wasn't until he was finished that she spoke, straightening to think about his comprehensive assessment of the establishments. "Ah yes. I think people often forget that the House of Midnight and the Dusklight are more than just brothels." Her laughter showed no signs of judgement for the pastime or profession, although she hoped the alcohol or dark lighting might hide the gentle blush of her cheeks. Twisting a lock of her hair in her fingers, Elizabeth let out a low hum. "Hm. But the Hanged Man was nice. The dusk atmosphere made it pretty cozy despite the multitudes of gamblers." It was one of the only bars she'd visited recently, including the Kraai. She liked people watching but ended up doing it more outside of Halo than in it.
Glancing to her side, she saw where the husky was still settled comfortably beneath the table. Elizabeth couldn't help but smile, although she resisted the urge to disrupt its peace by trying to pet it. When she looked back to Iskra, she leaned attentively forward again. "Does your dog always join you? He seems very well behaved."
Dive into the sea of thought,
and find there pearls beyond price.
and find there pearls beyond price.
