I'm not beaten by this yet
Eh, it was probably the closest thing to a spit-take she was going to get. Ingrid grinned. "Good to hear."
Then, he leaned forward, introducing himself as Sunjata. A name that actually has the word "Sun" in it? How fitting, she thought, sipping her drink.
"What else are you giving out for free tonight?"
Now that was a question. Ingrid hadn't exactly given anything out before, to anyone really. But she was here for a festival about Frey, and as a Priestess, she couldn't disappoint a God could she? Ingrid leaned forward too, stopping a few inches from Sunjata's face. "Whatever you want," she replied, giving him a wink.
You can't tell me to regret
