[If there's one thing that Christos recognizes, it's the look of a natural predator, and there's something about the way Spike moves, where he looks, something in his demeanor that sets the drow right on edge.
He observes from amidst the crowd until now, when, for some reason, he feels the need to cut right in to the conversation, taking a drink from the same tray and turning in to stand between them]
Well. No one would blame you if you chose to retire for the evening rather than remain. [The words could, potentially, sound sympathetic, kind even, if they were uttered by anyone else. Christos makes them sound downright unwelcoming.
He holds his glass up to clink against Francesca's raised one, shooting her a very tight lipped smile, and raising his eyebrows at her.]
you guys are getting threadjacked so hard rn.
He observes from amidst the crowd until now, when, for some reason, he feels the need to cut right in to the conversation, taking a drink from the same tray and turning in to stand between them]
Well. No one would blame you if you chose to retire for the evening rather than remain. [The words could, potentially, sound sympathetic, kind even, if they were uttered by anyone else. Christos makes them sound downright unwelcoming.
He holds his glass up to clink against Francesca's raised one, shooting her a very tight lipped smile, and raising his eyebrows at her.]