[ Nisha chuckles at that. ]
I'd offer you a place at my estate, but you seem less the type to be constrained to private serving.
[ And once the drink is brought to her lips, she frowns. ]
And my sponsor simply hates women. Fucking dote.
[ Finally taking a sip. ]
[ Unfortunately for her, it was less of preference and more of necessity. Even if she understood the sentiment. ]
No wonder your business survived dimensional travel. You certainly know how to please.
[ The mask is moved to the left side of her face, revealing only the right. ]
[ Her head tilts with the hidden roll of her eyes. Amused. ]
Any bar that thinks adults don't need straws. Happened once. Worst night out of my life.
[ A soft thanks is murmured as its taken and dropped into her drink. ]
Pandora. Although, that's the planets name, right .แฃ Not the entire universes'. That makes a good question, though, if one single planet can be accurately sourced by name alone, even if. . .
[ She trails, fingers tapping to the glass. Thinking. ]
That's... For her. Mh. Oh.
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. . .Planets .แฃ
[ The word seemed to perplex her, almost. ]
I did not realize those were actually real. That's. . . A revelation, actually. Huh.
[ A hand comes to the glass. ]
Is your universe. . . Reality .แฃ Whatever you call it. Is it numbered .แฃ
[ She could almost smell it from where she was sitting. The ingredients, she wasn't sure of; but the scent of liquor? Oh, there was nothing she trusted more. ]
I'd actually like to ask where you source all of this. Just curiosity, if my inquiry wouldn't be too intrusive.
I-
[ . . . Well. She was going to say that she was a hard drinker, but she was not entirely sold on sounding like an alcoholic. ]
. . . I have been drinking for about ten years.
Of course. I've no reason to delay.
[ Some time is taken to look over the selection, and she realizes they are. . . entirely foreign. How peculiar. ]
Although, I fear I am unfamiliar with your stock. What might you recommend .แฃ
Tch, I suppose not.
[ The smile is achingly familiar
and she almost flinches. ]
. . . Though, he could stay poor and desperate where I might not have to see him.
. . .
( He went quiet for a moment,
at the mention of faking his innocence.
There was so much to be proud about
in regards to that alone, something part
of a much bigger plan she could not
possibly begin to comprehend. It truly
was never about mere affection. )
. . .Pardon .แฃ
[ The fuck
did he mean by that . ]
No, maybe you're right. I would not understand being so utterly lonely that I need to fake my innocence for a crumb of kindness.
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. . . Eugh .
The begging is part
Of the whole ใผ
( gesturing around
To mean ` act, but
Then stops. )
Those are two different
Things, but I don't expect
You to understand .