Ebb and Flow
Objective: 1 - Dance Hall
Wearing: Dress and Heels
Tags: Gatz Derrevar Briana Sal-Soren
She'd been taking a sip when Gatz appeared.
Commenting on her drink as a grin emerged from behind the rim of the glass. The final action of her sip now caught in manual thought as she rolled her eyes playfully, making a pained gulp at having to think about the action in question. Covering her mouth with her wrist as if holding the drink out for his inspection.
"No alcohol this time around." She informed him, a final turn of her head as she pondered what exactly to tell him. "Learned from the last two... three times."
The grin shifting into a slight grimace at the realization of her tendencies. Her gaze drifting as he mentioned needing to find Briana to the dancing crowds around them. She'd been enjoying her little hiding place long enough now, it was probably time to vacate for someone else.
"Dancing the last time I saw her. I'll help you find her but," Draining the drink with a final swirl before setting it down and holding her hand out for help. "Gotta help me up first."
Perhaps she was being greedy by asking, but she didn't want him to leave just yet.
And stealing a few moments to feel grounded, appreciated, rather than stared at like a prospective choice made her feel all the better. Especially when it was someone she genuinely liked. She just hoped that would last through the night rather than go how her mind had predicted it would.