⠀ ⠀ ⠀[ a huff of laughter escaped him, the cup lifting in mock salute. ]
you have studied them with impressive dedication. I fear you know my faults better—
( head tipped a fraction, his violet gaze flickering between his brother’s cup and his face. )
You speak as though wine were your only vice, brother. I do not think I would struggle to find something that might be counted a failing. Or several.
( a subtle hint of tease coated —
⠀ ⠀ ⠀ [ the wine was swirled idly in his cup, gaze set upon his brother. ]
you sound almost eager to see me succeed. but if i remain standing all night, you may ——
( little amusement crossed his features save for the subtle curve at the corner of his mouth, hidden by a quick swallow from his cup. )
If memory serves I have seen you face down more often than upright. However, I am not opposed to you proving me wrong this eve.
( singular gaze followed the motion before slender fingers took hold of the vessel. )
No. Yet I harbor little desire to fall asleep upon the bottom of my cups as you so often do.