soren
Already happy that this was a shindig quite different than what he was accustomed to in Stormbreak, Soren was nearly overjoyed when Aithne joined him. ”Well, well, well, not like the parties we’re used to.” Soren flashed a fanged smile towards Aithne as she leaned over him to get her own drink. He kept his cocktail in one hand, the other free again as he shoved another snack quickly into it. He chewed as he watched all hell break loose, though his companion’s calm demeanor kept him grounded for now. ”What would my grandfather say about this?” He asked her in a hushed tone, mocking, between bites of the snack he had just put in his mouth.soren
But his arm still slipped behind Aithne and around her waist in a protective manner.
We're spitting off the edge of the world out in the night
