The glass rolled slowly between Tal's fingers, candlelight sparking from the clear liquid within and filling it with false fire to match the vodka's heat. He watched the play of lightning over Sah's fingers over the rim before lifting it to his lips once more and taking a slow, measured sip at the other man's snarled words.
"Dunno," he spoke with quiet bluntness. "Never had any myself." He tossed back the rest of the glass and let it burn its way down his throat before he sighed. "There's always a bigger fish, though, innit there? No matter how much power you get, there's always gonna be somethin' or someone stronger. An' some of them have big fuckin' teeth." He set the glass down on the table with a focused precision that was, perhaps, just a little excessive as the alcohol began to hit his system. "Maybe right now there's a lot of someones and somethings like that."
Then pale eyes rose to meet Sah's with a frank challenge. "So what are you gonna do about it?"
"Dunno," he spoke with quiet bluntness. "Never had any myself." He tossed back the rest of the glass and let it burn its way down his throat before he sighed. "There's always a bigger fish, though, innit there? No matter how much power you get, there's always gonna be somethin' or someone stronger. An' some of them have big fuckin' teeth." He set the glass down on the table with a focused precision that was, perhaps, just a little excessive as the alcohol began to hit his system. "Maybe right now there's a lot of someones and somethings like that."
Then pale eyes rose to meet Sah's with a frank challenge. "So what are you gonna do about it?"
