Zhi wrinkled her nose and slipped inside. Gods, when had she last heard that? She smirked. All too often. "Y'got any more o' that?" She nodded down to the fragments of glass, the splattered liquid. "Ain't had no drink in half a moon, an' me thirst is right powerful enough t'topple even a roegadyn. Fancy?"
She didn't move further into the room. It didn't matter whether or not Flit spooked her; even the most bumbling idiot occasionally struck true. "Or are ye still a helpless squallin' babe cryin' fer his mam?" She looked him up and down, a wicked grin splitting her lips. "Can't say as I'm impressed, flittermouse."
She didn't move further into the room. It didn't matter whether or not Flit spooked her; even the most bumbling idiot occasionally struck true. "Or are ye still a helpless squallin' babe cryin' fer his mam?" She looked him up and down, a wicked grin splitting her lips. "Can't say as I'm impressed, flittermouse."