You are not alone
Just as Liam had predicted, a scoff rises in her throat, quick and utterly dismissive of his joke. "Don't flatter yourself." She reaches again for her drink, eyes flickering away so he doesn't see the bit of softening at the edges. The last bit of liquor goes down easy, washing away the sprinkling of emotion as she flicks her tail and sets aside her empty glass. "Good. I don't have time for babysitting."
Feeling much better than when she'd entered the bar, Thal stands with her usual level of characteristic deadly grace. The gleam in the blue depths of her eyes is sharper, brimming with renewed energy thanks to the man's sacrifice. It feels wrong to leave him in such a state, but she's itching to do something now - most likely something Liam wouldn't want to see. So she turns to give him a final once over, slipping enough money across the bar to cover her drink and anything else he might decide to order. And with a curt nod, she leaves him with a sincere "Good luck, Liam."
[FIN]
Feeling much better than when she'd entered the bar, Thal stands with her usual level of characteristic deadly grace. The gleam in the blue depths of her eyes is sharper, brimming with renewed energy thanks to the man's sacrifice. It feels wrong to leave him in such a state, but she's itching to do something now - most likely something Liam wouldn't want to see. So she turns to give him a final once over, slipping enough money across the bar to cover her drink and anything else he might decide to order. And with a curt nod, she leaves him with a sincere "Good luck, Liam."
[FIN]
- Thalassa -
You are not unknown
