I very much doubt a stronger drink will be much help.
[A familiar voice will come from somewhere near the bar where Benedikta sits. She is nursing a glass of wine in her hand, her long black and purple dress draped elegantly around her. A black and purple mask to match sits atop her head, slid up from her eyes so that she can enjoy her drink without it all getting in the way.]
I feel as though you might start to see more of them.
[Just an offhand comment before her wandering eyes land on Darin again, and there is the slightest tug of a smile at her lip.]
general masq!
[A familiar voice will come from somewhere near the bar where Benedikta sits. She is nursing a glass of wine in her hand, her long black and purple dress draped elegantly around her. A black and purple mask to match sits atop her head, slid up from her eyes so that she can enjoy her drink without it all getting in the way.]
I feel as though you might start to see more of them.
[Just an offhand comment before her wandering eyes land on Darin again, and there is the slightest tug of a smile at her lip.]
Not a fan of them?