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Her reaction was splendid and Helotes guffawed with mirth. She nearly spit the entire gulp out, the spittle hit the fire with a distinct hiss. She then nearly threw the bottle back at him, which he caught with ease, and asked how any Luperci could like such a thing. Helotes smiled anew and took another drink, this time prepared for the heat, which went down a lot smoother then the first time. He wiped his maw with his forearm before answering, It’s not so much the taste, though it does grow on you, then the affect. He took another quick swig before offering it to her again, It is also something that it done communally… among friends. He added the last part of this sentence subtly, his voice softening ever so slightly.
She asked him what he could possibly want to talk about and Helotes was silent for a moment, suddenly becoming transfixed by the crackling and hissing of the fire. The flames reflected perfectly in his umber eyes, dancing across his corneas before he had to blink the heat away. He had been meaning to talk to Vesper for a while now, ever since she had become a true member of Inferni rather than Enkiel’s ward. It was regarding the first time they had met, how Helotes had tried to force himself upon her. Looking back now he realized how foolish he had been, and he was ashamed. Even in the short amount of time he had lived in this great clan, it had changed him. He had responsibility now and his conduct had to reflect it. The conduct of that night was not acceptable, not anymore.
Sighing Helotes decided not to speak of it yet, Vesper might still be too touchy on the subject. No, first he would let the alcohol take effect, before he would delve into such serious topics. Even now he could already feel the elixir working its way into his veins, meddling with his thoughts and setting his skin abuzz. He looked back over to her then, glowing coal eyes meeting ice blue ones, You did a kick ass job back there, you really do have some spunk you know that? He gave her a grin again then, she really was a hard ass, it seemed as if she could take on the world if she wanted to. He really liked that about her, and he wanted her as an ally through and through, not someone that he had to constantly tip-toe around.
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