[Her eyes drift over the roof to the beautiful landscape below as she absently strokes Amaranth, quiet for a few beats. She raises the half-empty bottle to her lips, drinking deeply before seeming to remember her manners and...offers the bottle to Myri with raised eyebrows. Yeah lets...not forget the hot mess Alainn is at the moment, though if the alcohol is having any effect on her whatsoever it's hard to tell, aside from the red tint coloring her cheeks and the tips of her ears.]
Aye, 'tis gorgeous. Absolutely brilliant. There couldn't be a better place for...[for what? She falls quiet at that, eyes closing as a tremor moves across her lips.
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Aye, 'tis gorgeous. Absolutely brilliant. There couldn't be a better place for...[for what? She falls quiet at that, eyes closing as a tremor moves across her lips.
Sorry Myri, she really is a hot mess rn. >.< ]