[She wiggles with happiness when he goes along with it, and she catches herself wanting to smile more as the sound of their glasses together fill the space, and she hides it all behind her first sip. Not to her surprise at all, the wine is a bit sweet, but not too sweet or tart. It's pleasant, and leaves behind a smooth aftertaste, with the burn in her throat not overwhelming.
Honestly, she's surprised at how much she does like it, and helps herself to a second, smaller sip, enjoying the brief, comfortable silence that's fallen between them. The sun has already begun to set, but it's still warm as it filters through their window, bathing their room in oranges and reds, and she pauses to admire the way Eustace's hair always seems to soak up the colours from behind the rim of her glass.
She catches herself staring, however, and after her third sip, she sets the glass down on her lap, and her eyes follow until they reach the ripples in the red drink. Her shoulders lift and fall in a sigh, and she suddenly feels... nervous again.]
... There was something else, too. Something I've been meaning to do.
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Honestly, she's surprised at how much she does like it, and helps herself to a second, smaller sip, enjoying the brief, comfortable silence that's fallen between them. The sun has already begun to set, but it's still warm as it filters through their window, bathing their room in oranges and reds, and she pauses to admire the way Eustace's hair always seems to soak up the colours from behind the rim of her glass.
She catches herself staring, however, and after her third sip, she sets the glass down on her lap, and her eyes follow until they reach the ripples in the red drink. Her shoulders lift and fall in a sigh, and she suddenly feels... nervous again.]
... There was something else, too. Something I've been meaning to do.