( They have no cups to share, no gentry words, no sweetness. But it will perhaps fail to shock her, when he produces a tight flash of hard drink from his inner lapel, and holds it out without putting it to his lips.
Here. For her toast. )
Do you begrudge me?
( She is polite in the way of snakes, of his people. She is polite, and he knows not how to taste it. )
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Here. For her toast. )
Do you begrudge me?
( She is polite in the way of snakes, of his people. She is polite, and he knows not how to taste it. )